<2Pac - Runnin’ (Dying To Live)
(Featuring The Notorious B.I.G)>
Artist - 2Pac
Album - Resurrection Soundtrack
Song - Runnin’ (Dying To Live)
(Featuring The Notorious B.I.G)
(Tupac Shakur, Christopher Wallace,
Osten Harvey, Edgar Winter,
Marshall Mathers and Luis Resto)
Lyrics/Composed/Arranged:
2Pac and The Notorious B.I.G./Eminem/Eminem
Produced by Eminem
(Original version produced by Easy Mo Bee)
[Chorus]
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain’t nothin’ to sight?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives it a try?
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to die?
[Verse 1] (The Notorious B.I.G.)
Check it, I grew up a fuckin’ screw-up
Got introduced to the game,
got a ounce and fuckin’ blew up
Choppin’ rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin’ to turn into the black
Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin’
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
Laid back, I got some money to make, muthafucka
[Chorus]
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain’t nothin’ to sight?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives it a try?
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to die?
[Verse 2] (2Pac)
It’s on me
But still I’m havin’, memories of high speed
when the cops crashed
As I laugh, pushin’ the gas when my glocks blast
We was young, 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 tryin’ to screw me
Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do?
But stay tune, sippin’ 22’s of brew
And now media is tryin’ to test me
Got the press askin’ questions, tryin’ to stress me
Misery is all I see, that’s my mindstate
My history with the police is 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 runnin’ from the police
[Chorus]
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see, when there ain’t nothin’ to sight?
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives it a try?
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to die?