Runnin'
Flume vs Notorious B.I.G & 2 Pac Lyrics

And I wonder if they'll laugh when I'm dead?
I am questioning whether or not people will mock me after I pass away.

Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight?
What is the point of struggling to survive, if my existence is only for the purpose of fighting?

Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why do I exert myself to comprehend what I cannot perceive?

Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?
What is the rationale behind me attempting to provide assistance, when no one is willing to lend me a helping hand?

Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?
What is the reasoning behind trying to prolong my life, if all it leads to is eventual death?

Check it, I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Listen up, I was raised as a complete mess.

Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
I was initiated into the illegal activities and I rapidly developed a large clientele.

Choppin' rocks overnight
I was swiftly processing drugs throughout the night.

The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White
The individual known as Biggie Smalls is working to assume the persona of a notorious criminal named Frank White.

We had to grow dreads to change our description
We grew dreadlocks to alter our physical appearance.

Two cops is on the milk box missing
Two police officers are currently missing and their images are displayed on milk cartons.

Show they toes you know they got stepped on
If you look at their shoes, you can determine that someone has been violent towards them.

A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
I carry a large quantity of ammunition that is protected with Teflon coating.

Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I am unable to flee from the authorities due to my heavyset physique.

I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
If I exert myself too much, I may experience an asthma episode.

That's why I bust back, it don't phases me
This is why I retaliate with gunfire, it doesn't scare me.

When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze
If the opposing individual is shot and falls, I will swiftly take his firearm and depart - like Patrick Swayze in the film 'Ghost'.

Celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight
After evading the authorities, I sold my gun and used the profits to invest in more drugs.

Lay back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
Relax, I need to concentrate on making as much money as possible, you scoundrel.

It's on me
I am responsible for whatever occurs.

But still I'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed
Nonetheless, I still recall when we were driving at an excessive speed and collided with the police car.

As I laugh, pushing the gas while my Glocks blast
As I chortled with pleasure, I accelerated the vehicle and fired my guns.

We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart
We were inexperienced and thoughtless, but we were courageous.

In the dark, will we survive through the bad parts
Will we be able to endure the difficult moments amid the uncertainty?

Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes
I possessed various aspirations and desires.

No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
I carried out the elimination of these individuals who betrayed us without wavering.

Envious bitches, they still continue to pursue me
These jealous women still attempt to chase after me.

A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to screw me
After participating in a few movies, now the entire world is attempting to deceive me.

Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do?
Even members of law enforcement attempted to take legal action against me, what is my course of action?

But stay true, sipping 22's of brew
Nevertheless, I remain loyal to myself, while savoring 22-ounce beverages of beer.

And now media is trying to test me
Currently, the media is attempting to challenge my integrity.

Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me
The media constantly poses inquiries, in an effort to irritate and distress me.

Misery is all I see, that's my mind state
I solely perceive misery, that is my current mental state.

My history with the police will shake the crime rate
My previous interactions with law enforcement will have a significant impact on the crime statistics.

My main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
My close associate had two prior convictions, committed a mistake, was apprehended and fully cooperated with authorities.

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip
He yelled out 'thug life' and discharged all the rounds in the firearm.

Got tired of running from the police
He became exhausted from continually evading law enforcement.