Resurrection movie - Runnin' (Dying To Live) lyrics

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Song by 2Pac f/ Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br>

[2Pac]<br>

If you a bad boy<br>

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[Chorus: repeat 2X]<br>

If you a bad boy then you die<br>

Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high<br>

They fucked up when the rob me<br>

Put another contract on Mobb Deep<br>

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[Hussein Fatal]<br>

I focus my locus thought on my enemies<br>

Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me<br>

I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book<br>

Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy<br>

And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist<br>

Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar<br>

Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires<br>

My man define ya 357 anaconda<br>

This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama<br>

Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin at Prodigy<br>

Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death<br>

And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh<br>

You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered<br>

Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted<br>

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[Tupac]<br>

Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out<br>

Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house<br>

Similar to savage it's a wonder we manage<br>

Bring chaos causin damage on our quest for cabbage<br>

They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it<br>

Most wanted by the population murdered you for it<br>

Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release<br>

Criminal orders across the waters bringin the war to the streets<br>

Why fear me, fear the shit I speak<br>

Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street<br>

like the sound of police who run the street really<br>

And every hood let you grow <br>

from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O'<br>

And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step<br>

My homie buried at an early age hustled to death<br>

His last breath, a lesson I posses like jewels<br>

Stay thugged out keep it movin'<br>

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[Yaki Khadafi]<br>

Halfway thugs are buged when we stalk the streets<br>

Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets<br>

You speak the big pussy throw down and drop it<br>

Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket<br>

Getting mine with nine coked extorting<br>

Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk<br>

You never seen time I travel across the mean crime<br>

My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime<br>

With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin<br>

Catch my body like haitian 5 minutes from the station<br>

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[Young Noble]<br>

Hit the hole like Allen Iverson with confidence<br>

The bigger prick don't mean no evidence or proof the I was present<br>

At the scene of the crime around 10 niggas bleed<br>

After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed<br>

All the money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it<br>

Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit<br>

The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action<br>

Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards<br>

Little homies puttin work for stripes<br>

But is it worth your life a g-rides runnin red lights<br>

I wish somebody would have t old me then<br>

Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in<br>

Caucassian crazy like Arabians<br>

Hold this spot like some niggas fade me in having the scene chase me<br>

When they want the product nigga I got the smoke<br>

Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want<br>

What you working with I'm some immortal shit<br>

Outlawz we straight hurtin shit use artillery to murder with<br>

Put then on the box gangsta party like Pac<br>

Lifes hard from the ox me and my niggas on top<br>

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[2Pac: repeat 5X]<br>

I know the law hate me dearly, comin for me<br>

We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin on E<br>

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[Nuttso]<br>

With the leaded Pac, fuck the law<br>

Carry steal cause I live in the nigga side of the law<br>

Ridin' foes cause I can't let hoes catch me slippin<br>

Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hittin<br>

Ridin high, blazing, kryptonite got a nigga dazing<br>

Burpin and smurkin got on his knees before I grave em<br>

Ride em, look behind him, I see him, he slipped<br>

At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick<br>

Slide over so I can dip and put it in him<br>

Damn, I guess this motherfucker know that I sent it<br>

Hit the pedal now we high speeding<br>

With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing<br>

Up the way I seen him slow down<br>

Shit!! I think I'm gonna bust these hoes down<br>

Caught them runnin on e it kind of funny to me<br>

They know they was fuckin with me but they dumb to see<br>

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[2Pac]<br>

Open up fire watchin me spy when my shells split em<br>

Plus all them tricks and the bitches go to hell with em<br>

Fuck em they phony claimin they homies but the foes<br>

Speakin on thug niggas daily while we nailing they hoes<br>

Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation<br>

Words known to spray blaze as I raise my thug nation<br>

Crooked thoughts cops get bought no longer caught<br>

Did you cry when my girl died<br>

Put out the hit politc niggas worldwide grabbin my dick<br>

I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm<br>

Throwin gas on my enemies watchin them burn<br>

Call my posse, I'm shootin up the casket take the body<br>

Whip the corpse like a piñata and party<br>

His last breath a straight lesson I posses like jewels<br>

Stay thugged out keep it movin<br>

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[Chorus till fade]<br>

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