Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

To my dogs you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is rough after you
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 sickest
For hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out

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

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

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
Ain't too real ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're to take it where you took it to
I your wake not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in way
I woulda stayed so long 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 probably wouldn't have got off my to let people by
You can't kill nothin' 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 just alive

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

On the East and West the same shit is goin' on
The industry be talkin', me often
They don't believe you dead, see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and dates
All eyez on you, niggaz in face invadin' 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 predicted it in every line, all in flow
There could never be peace, I have to
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 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 nation of thugs, who fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or you crucified

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

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

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

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

'Cause I'm bound for the screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding my own hood in Queens
It be the you always knew, that want it on
everybody it was him that you fronted on
Thought we a million 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 look at this crazy
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 lose or
A couple tryin' to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, when you around niggaz 'em out
Some is bout it, individuals plots
And run the spots, some choose to to theyselves
others have no cares and stay in jail

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

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

Always survive, but

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

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