Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

Machine Gun Funk from I came through 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 numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now with paper, shit is ghetto
But fuck it black, you your life, though your loved ones

Peace to daughter and your newborn son
It used to be fun, records to see your response
But, now competition is none, now you're gone
And these is wrong, usin' your name in vain
And they claim to be New York's 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 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 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 and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let by
You can't kill that's ready to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

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

On the East and Coast the same shit is goin' on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me
They don't believe you dead, wanna see you in coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court
All eyez on you, niggaz in your face your space
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 your rhymes it was your time to go?
You it in every line, all in your flow
There could never be peace, I to quote
Can't believe I heard my on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words the best supposed to clash at the top

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

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

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

Still, we, will
No matter what, my people just alive
Still, we, will
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 business?
If so, should I put out the indo right now and down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my life

'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 you always knew, that want it on
Tellin' everybody it was him you fronted on
Thought we walked a miles it was just twenty
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

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

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

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

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

survive, but why?

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

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