Runnin'
B.G. Baarregaard Lyrics
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Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
Check it, I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missing
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze
Celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight
Lay back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
And I wonder if they'll laugh when I'm dead?
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
It's on me
But still I'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed
As I laugh, pushing the gas while my Glocks blast
We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart
In the dark, will we survive through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
Envious bitches, they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to screw me
Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do?
But stay true, sipping 22's of brew
And now media is trying to test me
Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me
Misery is all I see, that's my mind state
My history with the police will shake the crime rate
My main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip
Got tired of running from the police
And I wonder if they'll laugh when I'm dead?
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
The lyrics of B.G. Baarregaard's song "Runnin'" explore the existential questions of life and death, the struggle for survival and success and the constant fight against police brutality and social injustice. The lyrics are raw and deeply emotional, reflecting the personal experiences of the artist and his community.
The opening lines of the song set the tone for the introspection that follows. The artist wonders if people will laugh at him when he is dead, prompting the listener to question the meaning of life and what we hope to achieve through our actions. The next set of lines explores the sense of frustration and despair that arises when one is fighting to live, but the world seems determined to bring them down. The questions asked in these lines are rhetorical, highlighting the absurdity of the situation.
The song then shifts to a more concrete description of the artist's life and experiences. He describes growing up in a rough environment where he was drawn into a life of crime and drug dealing. The reference to Biggie Smalls and Frank White is a nod to the artist's own aspirations to be recognized as a successful rapper. The chorus appears again, emphasizing the struggle to survive in a world where people are quick to judge and condemn.
The second verse of the song focuses on the artist's encounters with the police and the way in which the justice system is rigged against people like him. He describes the high-speed chase he survived and the sense of camaraderie he felt with his friends in those moments. However, he also notes the dangers and the desperation that led him to this point. The lines about exterminating snitches and avoiding the media's scrutiny highlight the way in which the artist has been demonized by society at large. The utter despair and coming to terms with high risks associated with his life is evident in lines such as "Misery is all I see, that's my mind state My history with the police will shake the crime rate".
Overall, "Runnin'" is a compelling commentary on life, death, and social inequality. It is a gritty and honest portrayal of the struggles faced by many young people in impoverished communities.
Line by Line Meaning
And I wonder if they'll laugh when I'm dead?
Do people mock my life's effort when I'm gone?
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight?
What's the point in struggling to survive when there's always conflict?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why bother chasing hope when there's no sign of a positive outcome?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?
Why make an effort to help others when they won't return the favor?
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
Is it worth striving to exist if the ultimate outcome is always the same - death?
Check it, I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Listen to my story of how I had a problematic upbringing
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
I acquired a taste for an illicit activity and soon became successful
Choppin' rocks overnight
I work hard during the night preparing the drugs
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White
My friend is attempting to emulate a famous movie character
We had to grow dreads to change our description
We changed our appearance to avoid being recognized and labeled as criminals
Two cops is on the milk box missing
The police officers pursuing us are missing, likely dead
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
The cops were killed and now their dead body is exposed
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
We are well equipped with weapons and protective gear
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I refuse to run from the police as I am out of shape
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
I might get an asthma attack due to physical strain
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
I retaliate with gunfire as it doesn't intimidate me
When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze
I'll take his weapon after he is taken down and disappear like Patrick Swayze in a movie
Celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight
I celebrate my narrow escape from the police by selling my gun and buying more drugs
Lay back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
Now that I'm safe, I can relax and focus on earning more money
It's on me
I take responsibility for my actions
But still I'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed
I remember a high-speed chase that ended with the police car crashing
As I laugh, pushing the gas while my Glocks blast
I find it amusing as I speed away and shoot at the police with my guns
We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart
We were foolish teenagers, but we had courage and determination
In the dark, will we survive through the bad parts
Can we survive in the difficult times we face?
Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes
I had many aspirations and desires
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
I have no qualms about eliminating those who might betray me
Envious bitches, they still continue to pursue me
Jealous women continue to try to win my affections
A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to screw me
After appearing in films, I've gained notoriety and now everyone wants to bring me down
Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do?
The police even tried to take legal action against me, what options do I have?
But stay true, sipping 22's of brew
I stay loyal to myself, drinking a specific brand of alcohol
And now media is trying to test me
The media is attempting to provoke me
Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me
Journalists are bombarding me with questions, trying to cause me anxiety
Misery is all I see, that's my mind state
My mindset is filled with sadness and negativity
My history with the police will shake the crime rate
My criminal record will have an impact on the overall crime statistic
My main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
My close associate had two criminal charges, made a mistake, was arrested and decided to become an informant
He screamed 'thug life' and emptied the clip
He embraced the image of a violent criminal, firing every bullet in his gun
Got tired of running from the police
He was exhausted from being pursued by law enforcement
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: EDGAR WINTER, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, OSTEN HARVEY, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, LUIS RESTO, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
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