The Blues has always been totally American.As American as apple pie, As American as The Blues,As American as apple pie,The question is why. Why should he Blues be so at home here?Well, America provided the atmosphere. You don't see what I see,Every Day as Warren G I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older, Gettin tired of mothafuckas sayin' "Warren I told ya". (You don't hear what I hear)But it's so hard to live through these years - With these funny-bunny niggaz,Ain't shit changin, Got my mama wonderin if I'm gang-bangin But I don't pay attention to these father figures, I just handle mine, and I'm rollin with my niggaz.Off to the VIP, you see, Snoop Dogg and Warren G.Unbelievable how time just flies, Right before your eyes, but you don't recognize. Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? The nigga that's jackin, or the fool gettin' jacked.(Yeah.)(Chorus) You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. Another sunny day, another bright blue sky -Another day, another muthafucka die. These are the things I went through when I was growin up. There's only one hood, and niggas should be throwin' up. And I knew it, There really ain't nothin' to it, Thinkin' every fool's gotta go through it.Now let's go back -(How Far?) Back in time.Drag em to these hookas tryin to mack for mine. I remember when we all used to stop at the spot Back then my nigga-name was Snoop Rock (huh)It was all so clear, Eighty-seven, eighty-eight, then eighty-nine's the year. You say "everywhere we roll, you can say we roll quick." Way back then two-one-three was the click. Somethin' to stay paid I was just a young hog, Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg. (Chorus) You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. It makes me wanna holler, get out the game,Too many muthafuckas know my name. Now Snoop Dogg's servin' time up in Wayside, I puts a down on the street, don't try to take mine. I had to reassure the homie that he wasn't alone We'd talk, and him n Nate'd conversate on the phone. He kept sayin, "Nigga, it won't be long, Before a little skinny nigga like me'll be home." I said, "Snoop, things done change, it's not the same, We need to get about the game.Cuz we can get paid in a different way, Wit you kickin' dope rhymes and I DJ." Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it, But things are gettin hectic, I just can't take it, Should I A: Go back to slangin' dope?Or should I B: Maintain and try to cope? Or should I C: Just get crazy and wild?But no I chose D: Create the G-Child. It's been on ever since with me and Mr. Grimm, That shit is gettin so hectic that I can't even trust him now. What would you do for a Warren G cut?Would you act the fool and nut the fuck up? Back the fuck up, act the fuck up? Niggaz talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up. (Chorus then fade) You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years