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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is rough after you
You in hands now, keep a place for me kid
nuttin' changed still, party and bullshit
We used to R&B bitches and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers to come out

Machine Gun Funk from Queens I through to smoke blunts
You to my hood, we was broke
I if we stayed that way, would there have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends numb from coke, I so
'Cause now with paper, shit is ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' life, though your loved ones

to your daughter and your newborn son
It used to be fun, makin' records to see your
But, now competition is none, now that gone
And these niggaz is wrong, usin' name in vain
And they claim to be New York's king? It ain't that
It's more serious, I plan to it up with you

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
too many real ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're to take it where you took it to
I missed your wake not 'cause I'm
I hate to see somebody so great in that way
I stayed so long with so much to say

I had to put it in writin' to me and Brooklyn from fightin'
Tellin' me to pay my respects and to the side
But I wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill nothin' ready to die
You was like God to us in the of Allah

somehow I believe, we always survive, but why?

Still, we will
No what, my people just stay alive
Still, we survive
No matter what, my people just alive

Thug never die
Dear 'Pac, every thug sheds a drop and use teeth
To bite off beer tops and out a lil' liquor
You was more than the wildest nigga
2Pacalypse, I understand your style
It's goin' on the third year, since you've been

On the and West Coast the same shit is goin' on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me
They don't believe you dead, see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court
All eyez on you, niggaz in your face invadin' your
You if I could trade in your place, how would I hold up?

How would I ride, before I fold up?
How did you know through your it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in flow
There never be peace, I have to quote
Can't I heard my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the best supposed to at the top

But it brotherly when we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was both deep, after you left I got no
Think about how us real niggaz be
If we united, a of thugs, who could fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or were you

Like the son of God, Lucifer lied
And the world think, young blacks should be extinct?
But thug never die, we stay high and just link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the of Christ?

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

Still, we, survive
No what, my people just stay alive
Still, we, survive
No matter what, my people stay alive

I wonder what the Commodores through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a
What has Al Green seen made him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the music
If so, should I put out the indo right now and write
A plan and my dream turn my life around

'Cause I'm for the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, that it on
everybody it was him that you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles it was just
Not used to in the path of legit money

I thought I made it but we only took baby
Up the ladder, where they pay me checks
To my when I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now look at this mess
We in the and finally it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I knew we

A lot of ups and in the game, could lose or gain
A couple tryin' to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, when you niggaz check 'em out
is bout it, most individuals plots
And run the spots, some to stay to theyselves
others have no cares and stay in jail

More than fifty of us
Endin' up with holes the chest
the head, through the gut it shows
The future for us shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dope
Nothing for us but hoop dreams and hood tournaments

Thug coaches with subs sittin' on the bench, that or rap
We want the fast way outta trap
it be 9 to 5 or slangin' crack
To my deceased Gods wishin' I could bring you
But life is a dream and y'all taught me

survive, but why?

Always survive,
Still, we, survive
No matter what, my just stay alive
Still, we, survive
No matter what, my just stay alive

Still, we, survive
No matter
Still, we, survive
No what
Still, we, will
No matter
My just stay alive