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2Pac Ft. The Notorious B.I.G. – Running (Dying To Live)

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Running (Dying To Live)’s Lyric

Between you and Biggie
was like who’s gone who’s gone who who rules the
The nigga kingdom and s**t, basically
you know what I am saying s**t
I was like this is like a f**kin election
[It is that]
It is an election…
[It is that]
You know what I’m sayin
Me and Biggie situation is smaller than that
Me and Biggie situation is like

[Sirens]
Metro…we got a black male shot…tupac shakur was shot seven times

[Chorus]
You know, I wonder if they’ll laugh when I am 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 insight
Why I am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
[I am destroyin them...]
Why am I dying to live, if I’m just living to die
I’m destroying them
I’m destroying them

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Check it, I grew up a f**kin screw up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and f**kin blew up
Choppin rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta 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 f**k around and catch a asthma attack
That’s why I bust back, [gun shot] 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, motherf**ker

[Chorus]
You know, I wonder if they’ll laugh when I am dead
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing insight
Why I am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
[I am destroyin them...]
Why am I dying to live, if I’m just living to die
I am destroyin them…

[2Pac]
It’s on me…

But still I’m havin, memories of high speeds, when the cops crash
As I laugh pushin 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 b**ches they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies now the whole world tryin to screw me
even the cops tried to sue me
So what can I do but stay true, sippin 22′s of brew
and now the medias tryin to test me got the press askin questions, tryin to stress me
misery is all I see, thats my mind’s state
My history with the police is shake the crime rate
Ma main man had 2 strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed ‘Thug Life!’ and emptied a clip
gots tired of runnin from the police

[chorus]You know, I wonder if they’ll laugh when I am dead
Why am I fighting to live, if I’m just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing insight
Why I am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
[I am destroyin them...]
Why am I dying to live, if I’m just living to die
I am destroyin them…

I wasnt more shocked or anything ya know what im saying
I wasnt more shocked of him dying to hear him
Pac is a strong dude you know I know dude I mean real strong
so when they said he got shot I was just more like again?
He always gets shot or shot at,
and he gonna pull through this one again make a few records about it
But when he died I was like Whoa, kinda took me by
Even while we was goin through our trauma I didnt wish death on nobody
because there ain’t no comin’ back for them

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2 Pac – Letter To My Unborn

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Letter To My Unborn’s Lyric

To my unborn child..
To my unborn child.. in case I don’t make it
Just remember daddy loves you
[talking in background]
To my unborn child..
To my unborn..

[2Pac]
Now ever since my birth, I’ve been cursed since I’m born to wild
in case I never get to holla at my unborn child
Many things learned in prison, blessed and still livin
Tryin to earn every penny that I’m gettin, and reminiscin
to the beginnin of my mission
When I was conceived, and came to be in this position
My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud
when she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd
To school, but I dropped out, and left the house
Cause my mama say I’m good for nothin, so I’m out
Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and I’ll never steal again, or deal again
My only friend is my misery
Wantin revenge for the agony they did to me
See my life ain’t promised but it’ll sure get better
Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child

[Chorus: sung, with 2Pac ad libs]
I’m writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child
Wanna let you know I love you
Love you, if you didn’t know I feel this way
How I, think about you every day
I have so much to say

[2Pac]
Seems so complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand ’til we trade places
Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious
Ain’t no way in hell, that I could ever be rapist
It’s hard to face this, cold world on a good day
When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
I got shot five times but I’m still breathin
Livin proof there’s a God if you need a reason
Can I believe in my own fate
Will I raise my kids in the right, or the wrong way?
Dear mama I’m a man now
I wanna make it on my own, not a handout
Make way for a whirlwind prophesized
I wanna go in peace.. when I gotta die
On these cold streets, ain’t no love, no mercy, and no friends
In case you never see my face again
To my unborn child

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say
to my unborn seed in, case I pass away
Will my child get to feel love
Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein black hurts
And even worse if you speak first
Livin my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse?
Cause maybe if I tried to change
Who I’m kiddin? I’ma thug ’til I die, I’ma rider mayne
Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places
Regular criminal oasis awaits us
If there’s a ghetto for true thugs, I’ll see you there
And I’m sorry for not bein there
Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world
Bless the boys, and all my little girls
To the Lord I’m eternal, restin in peace
Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

[Chorus - repeat to fade]

[2Pac over Chorus]
To my unborn child.. please take of all my kids
My unborn child.. to my unborn child
This letter goes out to.. to the seeds that I might not get to see
cause of this lifestyle
Just know that your daddy loves you, got nuttin but love for you
All I wanted was for you have a better life than I did
That’s why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind
When you get to be my age you’ll understand
Just know I got love for you
And I’ll see you up there in the ghetto heaven
Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there.. haha, take care
Run wild, but be smart
Follow the rules of the game
I know that sometimes it’s confusin
The rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday
Watch out for these snakes and fakes, friends comin down the way..

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1 Giant Leap – My Culture

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My Culture’s Lyric

Maxi Jazz:
When I look back over the years
at the things that brought tears to my eyes
papa said we have to be wise
to live long lives
now i recognise
what my father said before he dies
vocalise things I’ve left unsaid
left my spirit unfed for too long
Im coming home to my family
Where i can be strong
Be who I planned to be
Within me my ancestory
Givin me continuity
Would it be remiss to continue in this way
would you rather I quit
come with the other s**t
making people’s hips sway
lip service I pay but im nervous
i pray for all the mothers who get no sleep
like a lifeline I light lines cause my compassion is deep
for the people who fashioned me my soul to keep
and this is who i happen to be
and if I dont see that Im strong then I wont be
This is what my Daddy told me
I wished he would hold me
A little more
than he did
But he taught me my culture

And how to live positive
I never wanna shame
The blood in my veins and bring pain
to my sweet grandfathers face
in his resting place
I make haste to learn and not waste
everything my forefathers earned in tears
for my culture

Robbie:
Fall back again
Crawl from the warm water

Maxi Jazz:
for my culture

Robbie:
water to air
you’re on your feet again
your feet again.
Hello Dad, remember me?
Im the man you thought Id never be.
Im the boy who you reduced to tears
Dad Id been lonely for 27 years
Yeah, thats right my names Bob
Im the one who landed the popstars job
Im the one who you told : look, dont touch?
and the kid who wouldn’t amount to much.
I believe in the senses out of so

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