Running
2Pac & Notorious B.I.G Lyrics

You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead
I question whether people will make jokes about me once I'm gone

Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight
Why am I struggling to survive, if all there is in life is conflict?

Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight
Why am I striving to understand, when there's nothing clear to see?

Why I am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
Why am I offering my help, when nobody will give me a chance?

Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die
Why am I risking my life to survive, if death is inevitable?

Check it, I grew up a fuckin' screw up
Listen up, I had a tough childhood

Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
I got involved in the drug trade and quickly became successful

Choppin' rocks overnight
I worked tirelessly to break down and package cocaine

The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin' ta turn into the black Frank White
My rival, Biggie Smalls, was attempting to become a famous gangster like Frank White

We had to grow dreads to change our description
We grew dreadlocks to alter our appearance and avoid being recognized by the police

Two cops on the milk box missin'
Two police officers were killed and their photos were posted on milk cartons to find their killer

Show they toes you know they got stepped on
If someone shows their toes in public, it means they were killed by someone else

A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
I carry bullets made with Teflon, which can penetrate bulletproof vests

Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I can't run from the police because I'm overweight

I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
I might have an asthma attack due to the stress of fleeing from the police

That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
I shoot back at police because it doesn't scare me

When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
When a police officer is killed, I take their gun and flee like Patrick Swayze in the movie 'Road House'

Celebrate, my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight
I celebrate getting away, sell my gun, and buy more drugs to sell

Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
I'm relaxed knowing I have more money to earn

And still I'm havin' memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
I still remember when I was driving fast and police crashed during a chase

As I laugh pushin' the gas when my glocks blast
I laugh and hit the gas as I shoot my gun out the window

We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
We were foolish kids, but we were brave and willing to take risks

In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
We got through tough times and risky situations

Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes
I had many goals and aspirations

No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
I have no problem killing people who betray me

And these bitches they still continue to pursue me
Women still try to be with me despite my criminal lifestyle

A couple of movies now the whole world tryin' to screw me
Since I've become famous, people are constantly trying to exploit or harm me

Even the cops tried to sue me so what can I do
Police even tried to take legal action against me, but I'm helpless

But stay true, sippin' 22's a brewin'
I stay loyal to my friends and continue drinking beer

now the medias tryin' To test me got the press askin' questions, tryin' to stress me
The media is trying to make me look bad by asking stressful questions

Misery is all I see, that's my mind's state
I am constantly unhappy and feel hopeless

My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate
My past crimes have made the crime rate increase

Ma main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
My close friend had two prior criminal convictions, messed up, got caught, and snitched on me

He screamed, 'Thug Life' and emptied a clip
He yelled 'Thug Life' and shot his gun until the clip was empty

Gots tired of runnin' from the police
I got fed up with evading the police