Runnin' (Dying to Live)

2Pac (Tupac Shakur)

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Runnin' (Dying to Live)

(man interviewing 2pac)
Between you and biggie was like who gon who gon who rules the the entertainment industry basically i was like this is like a fuckin
Ellection you know what im sayin
(2pac talking) it is it is that me and biggie situation was smaller than that me and biggie situation was like

(chorus)
Why am i fighting to live if i 'm just living to fight?
Why am i trying to see when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am i trying to give when no one gives me a try?
Why am i dying to live if i'm just living to die?

(b.i.g verse 1)
Check it, i grew up a fucking screw up
Got introdused to the game got an ounce and fucking blew up
Choping rocks over night
The nigga biggie smalls trying to turn into black frank white
We had a codedress to change our description
Two cops is on the milkbox missing
Showed they codes know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of teflon
Run from the police picture that
Nigga im too fat
I fuck around and catch an asthma attack
Thats why i bust back and dont face me
When he drop take his glock and im swayze
Celebrate my escape
Sold a glock
Bust some weight
Lay back i got some money to make
Madafucka

(chorus)
Why am i fighting to live if i 'm just living to fight?
Why am i trying to see when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am i trying to give when no one gives me a try?
Why am i dying to live if i'm just living to die?

(2pac verse 2)
It's on me
But still im having memories of high speed
When the cops crash
As i laugh pushing the gas
While my glock 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 bitches they still continue to purse me
A couple movies now the hole worlds trying to screw me
Even the cops trying to sue
So what can i do
But stay true
Sippin twenty two's of brew
And now the media is trying to test me
Got the prest asking question
Trying to stress me
Missery is all i see
That my mind state
My history with the police's shake the crime rate
My main man had two strikes
Slip got arrested and flipped
He sreamed thug life and empty a clip
Got shot 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 nothing in sight?
Why am i trying to give when no one gives me a try?
Why am i dying to live if i'm just living to die?

(biggie talking)
I was
Shocked at everything
But i wans't more shocked of
Him dieing
I was more shocked at him
Pac is a strong dude you know
I know dude know what im sayin
He real strong so when they was like he got shot
I was more like again
Huh you know what sayin
He always gettin shot or shot at
He gon' pull through this one again
Make a few records about it
And it's goin to be over
You know what im sayin
But he when he died i was like whoa!
You know what im sayin
But even though we was going thru our drama
I will never wish death on nobody
You know
Cause they be coming back from dearth (fade out)

Runnin' (Dying to Live) (Tradução)

[Refrão]
Sabe, eu me pergunto se eles irão rir quando eu estiver
morto
Por que eu estou lutando para viver,
se eu só estou vivendo para lutar?
Por que eu estou tentando ver, quando não há nada para ver?
Por que estou tentando dar, quando ninguem me dá uma chance?
Por que eu estou lutando para viver,
se eu estou vivendo para morrer?

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Se liga, eu me tornei um fracassado
Fui introduzido no jogo, ganhei peso e estraguei tudo
quebrando pedras toda noite
o criolo Biggie smalls tentando se tornar o negro Frank White
Nós tinhamos que deixar crescer dreads pra mudar nossa descrição

As fotos de 2 policiais estão estampadas
em caixa de leite como "Desaparecidos"
mostra os dedos do pés, você sabe q eles foram pisados
Um punho cheio de balas,
um peito cheio de teflon (colete à prova de bala)
Correr da polícia, imagina isso, criolo, eu sou muito gordo
Eu corri e tive um ataque de asma
Por isso eu fui preso, isso não me mudou
Quando ele sacou, pegou sua arma Glock, e eu sou Swayze
Férias de verão, minha fuga, vendi a Glock, comprei um peso
Tranquilo, eu tenho que fazer algum dinheiro, filho da puta

[2Pac]
e eu continuo tendo memórias da perseguição em alta velocidade,
quando os policiais bateram
Enquanto eu ria e disparava minha glock
Nós éramos jovens, e éramos idiotas, mas nós tinhamos coração
No escuro quando sobrevivíamos as partes ruins
Muito sonhos eram o que eu tinha, e muitos desejos
Sem hesitar em exterminar esses dedo-duros (ou ladrões)
e essas piranhas elas continuam tentando me perseguir
alguns filmes, agora o mundo todo tenta me ferrar
até os policiais tentaram me processar
então o que eu posso fazer a não ser continuar sendo sincero
Agora a mídia tenta me testar,
a imprensa me faz perguntas tentando me stressar
Miséria é tudo que eu vejo, esse é o estado da minha mente
Minha história com a polícia está balançando a taxa do crime
Meu principal homem teve 2 ?, escorregou, foi preso e pirou
Ele gritou "Vida Bandida!" e esvaziou o pente (de arma)
Ficou cansado de fugir da maldita polícia

Composição: Christopher Wallace / Edgar Winter / Márcio Faraco / Marshall Mathers / Tupac Shakur · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
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