Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Runnin” by 2Pac. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2Pac or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
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 in sight
Why I 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
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’ ta turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops 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*ck 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, motherfucker
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 in sight
Why I 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
And still I’m havin’ memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
As I laugh pushin’ the gas when my glocks blast
We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And these bitches 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 a brewin’now the medias tryin’
To test me got the press askin’ questions, tryin’ to stress me
Misery is all I see, that’s my mind’s state
My history with the police is shakin’ the crime rate
Ma main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed, “Thug Life” and emptied a clip
Gots tired of runnin’ from the police
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 in sight
Why I 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