[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 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

[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 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 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, motherfucker

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
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 many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And these bitches they still continue to per sue 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

Writer : HARVEY, OSTEN S/SHAKUR, TUPAC AMARU
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC