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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

Machine Gun from Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way, would have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends 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 your son
It used to be fun, makin' records to see your
But, now competition is none, now that you're
And these niggaz is wrong, your name in vain
And they claim to be New king? It ain't about that
more serious, I plan to toast it up with you

Joke with you, we on top, the most official
Ain't too many ones out there, I feel some
But doubt capable 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 with so much to say

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn from
Tellin' me to pay my and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't 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 of Allah

somehow I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

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

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

How long I ride, before I fold up?
How did you know your rhymes it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in your
There never be peace, I have to quote
believe I heard my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words the best supposed to clash at the top

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

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

I wonder what the went through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, to shoot his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen 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 plan and pursue my dream turn my life

'Cause I'm for the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi through my own hood in Queens
It be the you always knew, that want it on
Tellin' everybody it was him that you on
Thought we walked a million miles it was just
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 when I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now look at crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally it's good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I knew we

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 niggaz check 'em out
Some is bout it, most individuals
And run the spots, some choose to stay to
While others have no cares and stay in

than fifty percent of us
Endin' up with through the chest
the head, through the gut it shows
The future for us shooters and old killers
Who rich 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 this
Whether it be 9 to 5 or crack
To my deceased Gods wishin' I could you back
But life is a dream and taught me that

survive, but why?

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

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