Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

To my dogs you are
Whattup You know shit is rough after you slid
You in God's hands now, a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, party and
We to fuck R&B bitches and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, rappers afraid 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?
on the block around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now with paper, shit is ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' life, though your loved ones

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

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

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

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

On the East and West Coast the same is goin' 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 your face your space
You asked if I could trade in place, how would I hold up?

How long would I ride, before I up?
How did you know through your rhymes it was your to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in flow
There could never be peace, I have to
Can't believe I heard my name on the realest shit you ever
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, people
We was both deep, after you left I got no
about how us real niggaz would be
If we united, a of thugs, who could fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or you crucified

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

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

I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll a extra 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 it was just twenty
Not used to walkin' in the path of legit

I thought I made it but we took baby steps
Up the success ladder, 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 and finally it's lookin' good
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

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

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

Always survive, but

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

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