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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You shit is rough after you slid
You in God's now, keep a place 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, more rappers to come out

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

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

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
Ain't too many ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're to take it where you took it to
I missed wake not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in way
I woulda 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 move to the
But I wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill 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 will
No matter what, my people stay alive

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

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

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

But kept it brotherly when we seen each other and
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think how us real niggaz would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who could 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 be extinct?
But thug life'll never die, we stay high and just
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the resurrection of

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

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

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

'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties that
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in
It be the you always knew, that want it on
Tellin' it was him that you fronted on
we walked a million miles it was just twenty
Not used to 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 look at this crazy
We in the 90's and finally it's good
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

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

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

Always survive, but

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

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