Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

To my dogs you are
Whattup You know shit is rough after you slid
You in God's hands now, keep a for me kid
nuttin' changed still, party 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 came through to blunts
You to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way, would there have gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends numb coke, I guess so
'Cause now with paper, shit is ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' your life, though loved ones

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

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

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn 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' that's to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

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

How would I ride, before I fold up?
How did you know your rhymes it was your time to go?
You predicted it in line, all in your flow
There could never be peace, I to quote
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, watched
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think about how us real niggaz be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or you crucified

the son of God, when Lucifer lied
And make the world think, young blacks should be
But thug never die, we stay high and just link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you to us like the resurrection of Christ?

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

Still, we, survive
No matter what, my people 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 shoot his way out a
What has Al Green seen made him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the music
If so, should I put out the indo right now and down
A plan and pursue my dream my life around

I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own 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 path of legit

I I made 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 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 or gain
A couple tryin' to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, you around niggaz check 'em out
Some is bout it, most individuals
And run the spots, some to stay to theyselves
While others have no and stay in jail

More than 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

Thug coaches with subs 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 Gods wishin' I bring you back
But life is a dream and taught me that

Always survive, but

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

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