Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

To my wherever you are
Whattup You know shit is rough after you slid
You in God's hands now, 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, rappers afraid to come out

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

to your 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 serious, I plan to toast it up with you

Joke with you, happy we on top, the official
too many real ones out there, I feel 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 so great in that way
I woulda so long with so much to say

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn fightin'
me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably have got off my knees to let people by
You kill nothin' that's ready to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

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

Thug never die
Dear 'Pac, every thug sheds a tear drop and use
To off beer tops and pour out a lil' liquor
You was more than 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 you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court
All eyez on you, niggaz in your face invadin' your
You asked if I could trade in place, how would I hold up?

How long would I ride, I fold up?
How did you through your rhymes it was your time to go?
You it in every line, all in your flow
could never be peace, I have to quote
Can't believe I heard my name on the shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the best to clash at the top

But kept it brotherly 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 real would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who fight it?
You was in a wild homicide or were you crucified

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

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

'Cause I'm bound for the screen, cuties that scream
need a extra Uzi riding 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 miles it was just twenty
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

I I made it but we only took baby steps
Up the success ladder, where they pay me
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 lookin'
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

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

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

Always survive, but

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

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