2 Step
Murs Lyrics


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I always knew life could be super short
Ever since they busted out the super sport
Brevity, levity, bitter I could never be
Young for a nigga born in the late seventies
Heavenly, my wife cause she loves me in spite
Of all the crazy shit I be saying when we fight
Shout a kite to my nigga locked up, now Reece home
Making music for the kids, bitch we grown
Put your phone down, look me in the eye
Or you can talk that shit to another guy
I swear to God I would kick you in the button fly
And jump up and down on your skull 'til you fucking die
Y'all probably want to dance so ignore me
That club life ain't ever been for me
You basic bitches just bore me
If I got to buy you a drink you can't afford me

Gun shots on a good day
No ski masks, that's the hood way
Little kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z would say

I got two shots left in my twenty-two two step
Two shots left in my twenty-two two step

Deuce-deuce in my tennis shoe
Hood nigga brought a burner to the interview
Might catch a beef on the bus home
Tell them gang-bang bullies get the fuck gone
In my zone with a brand new playlist
Walked right past my ex, didn't say shit
Then I changed my mind like, "Ay bitch!"
"Tell your new boyfriend he can't fake this!"
Spent my last check on some new kicks
The rest at the movies on my new chick
I got fired on some bullshit
Snitch, fuck-boy that I never should've fooled with
And I ain't ever wrote a résumé
But I had my cousin make me one yesterday
I need more hours and some better pay
Back when I was hustling that was something I would never say

Gun shots on a good day
No ski masks, that's the hood way
Little kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z would say

I got two shots left in my twenty-two two step
Two shots left in my twenty-two two step

Ten toes down nineteen seventy-nine
Southern California dummy repping heavy with mine
These motherfucking actors are not to a factor
Hilary Spunner is a cold black bastard
No master, no father, I raise me crazy
A nigga clean it up, when I had a couple babies
Well maybe, just maybe, you can oh thank me
Fresh out the county feeling crazy
No, eight months feeling turnt, don't pay me
I used to be a mess my nigga
Only thing could kill me was stress my nigga
Had to give that shit a rest my nigga
I just did a couple years, none left my nigga
I can't do another stretch my nigga
So it's either shut it down, or it's death my nigga

Gun shots on a good day
No ski masks, that's the hood way
Little kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z would say





I got two shots left in my twenty-two two step
Two shots left in my twenty-two two step

Overall Meaning

MURS's song "Two Step" is a contemplative piece that touches on the theme of mortality and the fleeting nature of life. Through the use of introspective lyrics, MURS reflects on his own experiences and emotions, revealing a sense of vulnerability and frustration. The first verse of the song acknowledges that life can be brief and uncertain, with MURS addressing his own mortality and reflecting on his place in the world. He also expresses gratitude for his wife's love and support, despite their disagreements, and pays tribute to a friend who is currently incarcerated. MURS then transitions to a more upbeat chorus, calling on listeners to dance and forget about their problems for a moment.


The second verse of the song is more focused on MURS's personal struggles, touching on themes of violence, relationships, and ambition. He describes carrying a gun for self-defense, dealing with the aftermath of a failed romance, and trying to make ends meet in a difficult job market. Despite these challenges, however, MURS remains defiant and determined, refusing to let his circumstances get the best of him. The final verse of the song is perhaps the most introspective, with MURS acknowledging his own flaws and limitations and questioning whether he has truly made a difference in the world.


Overall, "Two Step" is a powerful and thought-provoking song that deftly blends themes of mortality, love, and self-reflection. Through his introspective lyrics and emotive delivery, MURS showcases his unique perspective and artistic vision, creating a powerful piece of hip-hop that is both personal and universally relatable.


Line by Line Meaning

I always knew life could be super short
Being aware of the brevity of life


Ever since they busted out the super sport
Realizing that time passes by very quickly


Brevity, levity, bitter I could never be
Not being cynical, but optimistic towards life


Young for a nigga born in the late seventies
Feeling young at heart despite being born in the late 70s


Heavenly, my wife cause she loves me in spite
Acknowledging the love of his wife even during arguments


Of all the crazy shit I be saying when we fight
Admitting to saying irrational things during fights with his wife


Shout a kite to my nigga locked up, now Reece home
Sending a message to a friend who is incarcerated and rejoicing in the fact that he is now free


Making music for the kids, bitch we grown
Continuing to make music, despite growing older


Put your phone down, look me in the eye
Urging someone to put down their phone and pay attention to him directly


Or you can talk that shit to another guy
Refusing to tolerate disrespect


I swear to God I would kick you in the button fly
Frustrated to a point of violence


And jump up and down on your skull 'til you fucking die
Taking things to an outrageous extreme


Y'all probably want to dance so ignore me
Understanding that people might not take him seriously


That club life ain't ever been for me
Disliking the club scene


You basic bitches just bore me
Finding the shallowness of some people unappealing


If I got to buy you a drink you can't afford me
Asserting his worth in a relationship


Gun shots on a good day
Acknowledging the violence in his community


No ski masks, that's the hood way
Describing the methods of local criminals


Little kids wishing that they could play
Knowing that young children long for safety and security


Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z would say
Referencing the popularity of hip hop mogul Jay-Z


I got two shots left in my twenty-two two step
Feeling dangerous and vulnerable


Deuce-deuce in my tennis shoe
Carrying a handgun in his shoe


Hood nigga brought a burner to the interview
Being prepared for violence in any situation


Might catch a beef on the bus home
Being aware of the possibility of violence


Tell them gang-bang bullies get the fuck gone
Attempting to avoid conflict with gang members


In my zone with a brand new playlist
Enjoying new music


Walked right past my ex, didn't say shit
Showing emotional detachment from his past relationships


Then I changed my mind like, "Ay bitch!"
Changing his attitude suddenly


"Tell your new boyfriend he can't fake this!"
Provoking a reaction from his ex-girlfriend's new partner


Spent my last check on some new kicks
Buying new shoes even when lacking funds


The rest at the movies on my new chick
Spending money on his new love interest


I got fired on some bullshit
Experiencing unfair treatment at work


Snitch, fuck-boy that I never should've fooled with
Regretting associating with certain people


And I ain't ever wrote a résumé
Not having a traditional job history and employment record


But I had my cousin make me one yesterday
Searching for new job opportunities


I need more hours and some better pay
Desiring a better standard of living


Back when I was hustling that was something I would never say
Reflecting on his past as a criminal


Ten toes down nineteen seventy-nine
Being grounded in his upbringing


Southern California dummy repping heavy with mine
Proudly representing his California roots


These motherfucking actors are not to a factor
Criticizing disingenuous people


Hilary Spunner is a cold black bastard
Insulting political figures


No master, no father, I raise me crazy
Growing up without a strong role model


A nigga clean it up, when I had a couple babies
Taking responsibility as a parent


Well maybe, just maybe, you can oh thank me
Hoping for gratitude or recognition


Fresh out the county feeling crazy
Feeling overwhelmed after being released from jail


No, eight months feeling turnt, don't pay me
Rejecting offers that don't meet his standards


Had to give that shit a rest my nigga
Recognizing the need to move on from past mistakes


I just did a couple years, none left my nigga
Serving time in jail and completing his sentence


I can't do another stretch my nigga
Avoiding going back to jail


So it's either shut it down, or it's death my nigga
Not wanting to engage in criminal behavior anymore




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JESSE SHATKIN, NICK CARTER

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Grizzly Legend

Bringing back that old school underground Living Legends to Strange Music. Keep it up!

P Ribbon

I love this song your energy is amazing. I know I'm a little late to the party. But truths have no time limit. You are an amazing lyricist. I hope you nothing but the best in your career and life. One love.

Trav Majesty

Anyone else think MURS has gotten 100% better since strange?

Dario Ortiz

MURS has flows! He's a classic.

Ittai Dor

You just keep getting better, this track FIRE

Prototype Disciple

This deserves way more views than it has like 50x more

Calmguy23

This song gets me pretty hype, good stuff!

FULL TIME NEEDS TO BE 30 HOURS

Such a dope album from start to finish. I had to give it break

Joseph DeLozier

I was at the show when he made this video! boy it's something you must see live!

Freek314

MURS is a damn beast!

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