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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

To my dogs you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is rough you slid
You in God's hands now, keep a for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, 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 Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You came to my hood, we was
I if we stayed that way, would there have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends from coke, I guess so
now with paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' your life, though loved ones

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

Joke with you, we on top, the most official
too many real ones out there, I feel 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 stayed so long 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 probably wouldn't got off my knees to let people by
You can't nothin' that's ready to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

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

On the East and West Coast the same is goin' on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me
don't believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and dates
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 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 could be peace, I have to quote
Can't I heard my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words the best supposed to clash at the top

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

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

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

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

I what the Commodores went through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, to shoot 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 indo right now and down
A and pursue my dream turn my life around

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

I I made it but we only took baby steps
Up the success ladder, where pay me checks
To my when I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the but now look at this crazy mess
We in the and finally it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I knew we

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

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with through the chest
Through the head, through the gut it
The future for us young 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 the fast way outta this trap
Whether it be 9 to 5 or crack
To my Gods wishin' I could bring you back
But life is a and y'all taught me that

survive, but why?

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

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