Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

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

Joke you, happy we on top, the most official
Ain't too many real ones out there, I some
But doubt they're capable to take it you took it to
I missed your wake not 'cause I'm
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in way
I woulda so long with so much to say

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and 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' ready to die
You was like God to us in the of Allah

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

Thug never die
Dear 'Pac, every thug sheds a tear and use teeth
To off beer tops and pour out a lil' liquor
You was than 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 Coast the same is goin' on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me
They believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, and court dates
All eyez on you, niggaz in your invadin' your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how I hold up?

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

But kept it brotherly when we seen other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think how us real niggaz would 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 blacks be extinct?
But thug life'll die, we stay high and just link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the of Christ?

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

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

I what the Commodores went through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to 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, should I put out the right now and write down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my life

'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties scream
need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the you always knew, that want it on
Tellin' it was him that you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles it was twenty
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

I thought I made it but we took baby steps
Up the success ladder, they pay me checks
To my clicks I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now look at this crazy
We in the 90's and it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I we would

A lot of ups and in the game, could lose or gain
A pounds tryin' to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, when you niggaz check 'em out
Some is it, most individuals plots
And run the spots, some choose to to theyselves
others have no cares and stay in jail

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with holes the chest
the head, through the gut it shows
The future for us shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dealers?
Nothing left for us but dreams and hood tournaments

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

Always survive, but

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

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