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Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

To my dogs you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is after you slid
You in hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't changed still, party and bullshit
We used to fuck R&B and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to out

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

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

Joke with you, we on top, the most official
Ain't too many real out there, I feel some
But doubt they're capable to take it where you it to
I missed your wake not I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in way
I woulda stayed so long with so to say

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

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

Thug life die
Dear 'Pac, thug sheds a tear drop and use teeth
To bite off tops and pour out a lil' liquor
You was more than just the wildest
2Pacalypse, I your style nigga
It's on the third year, since you've been gone

On the East and West Coast the same shit is on
The be talkin', offendin' me often
don't believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, and court dates
All eyez on you, niggaz in face invadin' your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how I hold up?

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

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

the son of God, when Lucifer lied
And the world think, young blacks should be extinct?
But thug life'll never die, we stay and just link
Will ever be another MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the resurrection of

Still somehow I believe, we survive.. but why?

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

I wonder what the Commodores went on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen that him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the business?
If so, should I put out the indo right now and down
A and pursue my dream turn my life around

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

I thought I made it but we only baby steps
Up the ladder, where they pay me checks
To my clicks I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now at this crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally lookin' good
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

More than percent of us
Endin' up with holes the chest
Through the head, the gut it shows
The for us young shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dealers?
Nothing left for us but hoop dreams and hood

Thug with subs sittin' on the bench, either 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 you back
But life is a and y'all taught me that

Always survive, but

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

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