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Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You know 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 and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to 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 have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends numb coke, I guess so
'Cause now with paper, shit is ghetto
But it black, you livin' your life, though your loved ones

Peace to your and your newborn son
It used to be fun, records to see your response
But, now competition is none, now that gone
And these niggaz is wrong, usin' name in vain
And they claim to be New York's king? It 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 feel
But they're capable to take it where you took it to
I your wake not 'cause I'm fake
I hate to see somebody 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 respects and move to the
But I probably wouldn't got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill nothin' ready to die
You was like God to us in the form of

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

Thug never die
Dear 'Pac, every thug a tear drop and use teeth
To bite off beer tops and out a lil' liquor
You was more than just the nigga
2Pacalypse, I understand style nigga
It's on the third year, since you've been gone

On the East and West the same shit 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 face invadin' your
You asked if I could trade in your place, how would I 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 line, all in your flow
There could never be peace, I have to
Can't believe I heard my name on the realest shit you wrote
We had words the best supposed to clash at the top

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

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

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

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

I wonder what the Commodores went on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a
What has Al Green 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

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 you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles it was twenty
Not used to walkin' in the path of money

I thought I made it but we only took baby
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 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 downs in the game, could lose or
A pounds tryin' to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, you around niggaz check 'em out
is bout it, most individuals plots
And run the spots, some to stay to theyselves
While others no cares and stay in jail

More than fifty of us
Endin' up with holes through the
Through the head, through the gut it
The for us young shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dealers?
Nothing left for us but hoop dreams and 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 could bring you
But life is a dream and y'all me that

survive, but why?

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

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