Guerilla Maab was a Houston based rap trio which consisted of rappers Z-Ro,… Read Full Bio ↴Guerilla Maab was a Houston based rap trio which consisted of rappers Z-Ro, his cousin Trae, and his brother Dougie D. They have released 3 studio albums Rise (1999),Resurrection (2002), & Year of the Underdawgs (2003)(all of which have been released as a Screwed and Chopped version). The group disbanded due to internal conflicts regarding financial issues and solo careers. Their style is often compared to that of Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, mixing soulful singing with hard core street oriented lyrics. Guerilla Maab was and still is one of the hardest groups ever to come out of Houston.

Can't You See
Guerilla Maab Lyrics

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(Texas Tantrum)
My life, Guerilla Maab on the rise
Can't you see, can't yooooou seeee

[Chorus: Texas Tantrum: x2]
Can't you see, the life of a G
Can't you see, the pain on the streets
Can't you see, can't you see

What's troubling me

[Trae]
Get up out of my nightmare
I gotta get up, out of my dreams
Feeling the pains of hard times, and live in the streets
The murder rate increase, every time I go to sleep
And everybody that I love, done came up deceased
A nigga see the struggle, and I want to make it out
What's making me feeling worse, I'm dying without a doubt
Stress fucking me up, and running me to the ground
And even partners be faking, when they be coming around
You niggas can't relate, to living the broke life
When you praying to the Lord, that it be alright
Just to make it through the night, and see another day
And on the real, we be living it in the worst way

[Dougie D]
Next up in this motherfucking thing, taking a swing
And leaving niggas, with motherfucking stains on brains
Sick of the drama, and sick of the past
Sick of motherfuckers acting feminine, and they only be faking
After all the shit, that we done seen and fight for
Hold they heads high, real rhymes to ride to
Never be another set, of motherfuckers
That'll be jumping up on the microphone, wrecking it the way we do
Young and black, broke and going through things
It's the money and the cars, and not milk it man
On a constant grind daily, to maintain
Doing all I can, to break bread and stay sane

[Chorus: x2]

[Dougie D]
Or can you tell me, what life like in the limelight
For everyday people, struggling just to eat right
On the cold of the night time, to the daylight
Gotta stay on my grind, and make sure that my child tight
I've been living my lifestyle, on the wild side
I've been carrying a glock nine, to protect mine
Fuck around with the Maab nigga, bitches is goin' mind
Just the way that we gotta go get it, and get down
With some motherfucking thug niggas, rough niggas
Pulling pistols up out the draws nigga, bust niggas
And it burn, when I pull a glock to rush niggas
We forever goin' keep a point nigga, what nigga

[Trae]
And how we spitting our game, and ducking the fed time
My nigga Donnie D, done made the headlines
I don't want to see my nigga, locked up for lifetime
Best run up in the jail, in ten in Ridgetown
And go on a rampage, you niggas already know
We living the last days, you know that I don't play
So give me the twin gauge, somebody goin' feel the heat
When I'm going in a rage, a right to want to pager
Think I'm going insane, my mind is untamed
With nobody to blame, I feel I can't change
And sick of living in pain, you motherfuckers
Gon pay, for every single thing

[Chorus: x2]

(Texas Tantrum)
Troubling me, can't you see
Can't you see, oh, oh

Oh, can't you see, can't you see
Can't you see

Overall Meaning

The song "Can't You See" by Guerilla Maab, featuring Dougie D and Trae, is a powerful commentary on life as a gangster and the struggles that come along with it. The opening lines establish a sense of pride and determination, with the artists proclaiming "My life, Guerilla Maab on the rise, Can't you see, can't you see." However, the chorus acknowledges the difficulties of this lifestyle, asking if the listeners can see "the pain on the streets" and what's troubling the artists.

Trae's verse delves deeper into these struggles, describing the violence and desperation that come along with living in poverty and the gang lifestyle. He laments the loss of loved ones and the stress that is constantly wearing him down. Dougie D's verse continues this theme, stressing the importance of staying focused on making ends meet and protecting his family, all while dodging the drama and violence that seem to surround him at all times.

Overall, "Can't You See" is a poignant and insightful commentary on the difficulties of life as a gangster, capturing the pride, pain, and struggle of this lifestyle in equal measure.

Line by Line Meaning

My life, Guerilla Maab on the rise
The rise of my life and my group, Guerilla Maab is happening.

Can't you see, can't yooooou seeee
Do you see it? Can you see the reality?

Can't you see, the life of a G
Do you see the life of a gangster?

Can't you see, the pain on the streets
Do you see the pain and suffering on the streets?

Can't you see, can't you see What's troubling me
Can't you see the things that are causing me trouble?

Get up out of my nightmare I gotta get up, out of my dreams Feeling the pains of hard times, and live in the streets
I need to escape this nightmare and wake up from my dreams. The pains of struggling in hard times and living in the streets are tough.

The murder rate increase, every time I go to sleep And everybody that I love, done came up deceased
Every time I sleep, the murder rate goes up. Everyone I love has already died.

Stress fucking me up, and running me to the ground And even partners be faking, when they be coming around
Stress is ruining my life and pushing me down. Even my friends betray me.

You niggas can't relate, to living the broke life When you praying to the Lord, that it be alright Just to make it through the night, and see another day And on the real, we be living it in the worst way
You can't understand the struggles of living in poverty. You pray to God to make it through each day, and we live in the worst way possible.

Next up in this motherfucking thing, taking a swing And leaving niggas, with motherfucking stains on brains Sick of the drama, and sick of the past Sick of motherfuckers acting feminine, and they only be faking
I'm next up in this thing, and I'm fighting back. I'll leave my enemies with brain damage. I'm tired of drama, past mistakes, and people who act fake.

Young and black, broke and going through things It's the money and the cars, and not milk it man On a constant grind daily, to maintain Doing all I can, to break bread and stay sane
We're young, black, and struggling. It's all about the money and cars, and we need to milk that. We work hard every day to survive and stay sane.

Or can you tell me, what life like in the limelight For everyday people, struggling just to eat right On the cold of the night time, to the daylight Gotta stay on my grind, and make sure that my child tight
Can you tell me what it's like to be in the spotlight while trying to survive and eat properly? I need to stay focused and take care of my child.

I've been living my lifestyle, on the wild side I've been carrying a glock nine, to protect mine Fuck around with the Maab nigga, bitches is goin' mind Just the way that we gotta go get it, and get down
I've been living dangerously, carrying a gun to protect myself. Don't mess with Guerilla Maab or you'll regret it. We'll do what we gotta do to succeed.

And how we spitting our game, and ducking the fed time My nigga Donnie D, done made the headlines I don't want to see my nigga, locked up for lifetime Best run up in the jail, in ten in Ridgetown
We're rapping and avoiding getting caught by the law. My friend Donnie D made the headlines and I don't want to see him locked up for life. We need to break him out of jail.

And go on a rampage, you niggas already know We living the last days, you know that I don't play So give me the twin gauge, somebody goin' feel the heat When I'm going in a rage, a right to want to pager
We're going on a rampage and you already know it. We're living in the end times and I'm not messing around. Give me the shotgun and someone is going to feel the heat when I attack. I have the right to be angry.

And sick of living in pain, you motherfuckers Gon pay, for every single thing
I'm sick of living in pain, and you're going to pay for everything.

Troubling me, can't you see Can't you see, oh, oh Oh, can't you see, can't you see Can't you see
These troubles are bothering me. Do you see it? You really need to see it.

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Toy Caldwell

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