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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

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

with you, happy we on top, the most official
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 woulda stayed so 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 wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill nothin' that's to die
You was like God to us in the form of

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

Thug never die
Dear 'Pac, every 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 your style nigga
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 believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and dates
All eyez on you, in your face invadin' your space
You if I could trade in your place, how would I hold up?

How long would I ride, before I up?
How did you know through your rhymes it was time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in your
There could be peace, I have to quote
Can't believe I heard my on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the best to clash at the top

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

the son of God, when Lucifer lied
And make the world think, young should be extinct?
But life'll never die, we stay high and just link
Will 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, will
No matter what, my people just stay
Still, we, will
No matter what, my people just stay

I wonder what the Commodores went through on
Did Smokey Robinson, have to his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen that made him
Was it the drugs, put an end to the business?
If so, should I put out the indo right now and write
A plan and pursue my dream 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
Thought we walked a miles it was just twenty
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

I thought I it but we only took baby steps
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 at this crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally it's good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I 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 around 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

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

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

Always survive, but

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

Still, we, survive
No matter
Still, we, will
No matter
Still, we, survive
No matter
My niggaz just alive