Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

To my dogs you are
Whattup Big? You shit is rough after you slid
You in hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, 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 through to smoke 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
'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' 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 king? It ain't about that
more serious, I plan to toast it up with you

Joke with you, happy we on top, the official
Ain't too many real ones out there, I some
But doubt they're capable to take it where you it to
I missed wake not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see so great in that 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 and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let by
You can't nothin' that's ready to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

somehow I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

Thug life die
'Pac, every thug sheds a tear drop and use teeth
To off beer tops and pour out a lil' liquor
You was more than the wildest nigga
2Pacalypse, I understand your style
It's on the third 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, see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court
All eyez on you, niggaz in your invadin' your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how I hold up?

How long I ride, before 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 never be peace, I have to quote
Can't believe I my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the supposed to clash at the top

But kept it when we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, people
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 fight it?
You was caught in a wild or were you crucified

Like the son of God, when Lucifer
And make the think, young blacks should be extinct?
But thug life'll die, we stay high and just link
there ever be another MC as nice?
Will you return to us the resurrection of Christ?

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

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

I wonder what the Commodores went through on
Did Robinson, have to shoot 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, 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 movie screen, that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in
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 to walkin' in the path of legit money

I thought I made it but we only took 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 lookin'
Hip-hop took it to billions, I we would

A lot of ups and downs in the game, could lose or
A couple pounds to maintain, one day you here
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 in jail

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with through the chest
the head, through the gut it shows
The for us young shooters and old killers
Who rich as dope dealers?
left for us but hoop dreams and hood tournaments

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

Always survive, but

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

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