Running
Tupac feat. Notorious BIG Lyrics

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Asking where the borough of Brooklyn is and calling for its presence

1, 2, 3, and...
Counting down and preparing for something

Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man
Society says you shouldn't be jealous of others

Can't tell that to a dingy old man
But an old man won't listen to that advice

Who see a young nigga getting plently dough man
When he sees a young person making a lot of money

Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
Wearing expensive jewelry like a watch and a gold band

With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
Being in a relationship with a difficult woman

That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
Keeping a weapon in the car for protection

Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
You will face consequences if you try to harm us

Know it's gon' blow for my dough
Understand that I'm willing to defend my money

Why would you try with that guy
Why would you attempt to confront me

Scene told u he keep it G
You should have known that I keep it real

We can bang like the two chains on my neck
We can fight like the chains I'm wearing

The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
The neighborhood is dangerous and I'm like Hussein in the projects

The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
Riding in the car, taking a new inexperienced person for a short time

12" up, new cane in the deck nigga
Having a gun ready and a new supply of drugs

They talk about it, we all about it
They only talk about things, but we actually do them

They making plans, we sit and counting
While they are busy making plans, we are counting our money

Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
Our money is piled up high like a mountain

You heard about it cause she running her mouth
People know about it because she is gossiping

She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
She wants to be involved, but she's pretending not to

I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
I'm calm and collected while she is overly enthusiastic

Her man look like, he want to fight
Her partner seems like he wants to start a fight

But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
But he's not doing anything except talking

Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga
Mess around and experience the anger of an intoxicated person

When I get busy throw your hands in the sky nigga
When I start performing, raise your hands in the air

I got the illest of the ill mentality, niggas be grabbing me
I have a very dangerous mindset, people try to hold me back

Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
Even though they want to harm me

All up in my back trying to take my track
Trying to steal my music and success

When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
Back when I sold drugs, I didn't face these kind of issues

Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
In the streets, you have to be cautious of your belongings

A nigga front, throw the gat to the fool
If someone tries to act tough, give the gun to someone willing to use it

Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
People want to act aggressively, but they will get shot

Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
My rapping comes from the experiences of a troubled upbringing

As I release masterpieces like adhesive
When I put out my music, it's like artwork that sticks with people

Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
It's so catchy and memorable, it stays with you like toilet paper

MC's have a hard time believing
Other rappers struggle to accept my skill and success

I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
I bring a sense of danger, just like Steven Seagal

When Jake come I'm leaving, the black man's motto
When the police come, I'm getting out of there as a black man's instinct

You got a better chance playing lotto
You have a higher likelihood of winning the lottery

What you want nigga?
What do you desire?

Ah, Yo
A sound to capture attention

Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all over the beat
Watch as I flawlessly move and dance to the rhythm

Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all over the street
Watch as I show off my style and swag

The general consensus is you'll be the dominating fleet
The general agreement is that you will be in control

Bitch raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
Be real and let me continue to bring the fire

You know who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops
You already know we have been the top leaders in our neighborhood and industry

The kings of the crap music and the kings of the cross
We are the best at making music and living a luxurious lifestyle

Niggas fire then drop shit like the purest of powder
We bring the hottest music and content like the purest form of drugs

That's why most of these niggas little song be sounding like ours
That's why a lot of other artists' songs sound similar to ours

Couple years ago, niggas probably thought I was dying
A few years ago, people probably believed I was losing popularity

Now same niggas are idolizing put our face in the shrine
Now those same people are admiring us and treating us like idols

Yeah I took a little time to cook and show you what's really hot
I took some time to perfect my craft and demonstrate what's truly popular

How the fuck any of you niggas think you feeling my spot
How dare any of you think you can claim my position

Why you niggas getting mad at us, we shit on your floors
Why are you angry at us when we are clearly superior

All in your house nigga, our strategies is different from yours
We are dominating the game, our tactics are unlike yours

Listen, you come you can do it while I continue to preach
Listen up, you can try to compete while I continue to speak confidently

Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand if you can't reach
Snoop Dogg, my family, and I are standing tall, even if you can't reach our level

Uhhh, uhhh
Vocal sounds used to add emphasis

Fox then B.I.G.
Fox and Biggie, the artists

Who fucking with Fox, who want it with I
Who dares to challenge Fox, who wants to confront me

Bust a shot for me and Big from the villfredo sky
Fire a gun in honor of me and Big from the high skies

Got my joan fross shit on, hop off my dick
I have my jewelry and outfit on point, stop being jealous

Canary bangle-round I ain't gon' 20 carrots on this bitch
I'm wearing a valuable diamond bracelet that's worth more than 20 carats

Pull up the Phantom, show 'em how we switch
Arrive in a luxurious car and demonstrate our style

From the Bentley blinds spur kill 'em with the six
Leave people stunned with the expensive Bentley car and our success

Bedstuy what up y'all, what up with your girl
Greetings to everyone in Bedstuy, what's up with your partners

How she leave dude broke tell them boys on work
How she left her previous partner broke, let everyone know we are successful

I'm in the G5 jedi, Brooklyn what's your chrome
I'm flying in a G5 private jet, Brooklyn show off your success

Cause that niggas lieing home if the tutti with the dead-eye
Because that person would be lying if they say they aren't impressed

My nigga Neck got hit up in his truck
My friend Neck got shot in his vehicle

And no Stranel ain't the same since Homo got touched
And no Stranel isn't the same since Homo was killed

Nasty with the pistol, nasty with the clit
Skilled with firearms and skilled sexually

See I'm a beast with it, fucking 'til I'm crippled
I'm highly skilled, giving my all until exhaustion

Ill nuns squeezing the lhama
Dangerous people firing guns

Bog roll dutty, Fox and Poppa
Messy and dirty, Fox and Poppa

Run for your gun you suckers
Run and get your weapons, you cowards

B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
Biggie will handle those idiots

Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
Don't worry, I'll take care of them

I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
I have a few ladies who will handle the situation

In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
In the car with a bag of drugs, put it down on the table

What it do nephew (Where Brooklyn at?)
What's up, my relative? (Asking for the location of Brooklyn)

Uh, turning it out, run in your house
Taking control, invading your home

Gun in your mouth, motherfucker quit running your mouth
Gun pointed at you, stop talking nonsense

What you really want from a nigga?...
What do you truly desire from me?