Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

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

Machine Gun Funk from Queens I came through to smoke
You to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way, would there have been
Still on the block around fiends numb 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' 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 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 wake not I'm fake
I hate to see somebody so great 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 respects and to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my to let people by
You can't kill nothin' that's 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 just stay
Still, we survive
No matter what, my people stay alive

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

On the East and West Coast the shit is goin' on
The industry be talkin', me often
They believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and dates
All eyez on you, niggaz in your face your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how would I up?

How long would I ride, 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 have to
Can't believe I heard my name on the realest you ever wrote
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 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 wild homicide or were you

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

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

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

I thought I made it but we only took baby
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 mess
We in the 90's and finally it's good
Hip-hop it to billions, I knew we would

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

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

Thug coaches with subs sittin' on the bench, either or rap
We want the fast way outta this
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

survive, but why?

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

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