Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

To my dogs you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is rough you slid
You in God's hands now, a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, and bullshit
We to fuck R&B bitches and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more afraid to come out

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

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

Joke with you, we on top, the most official
Ain't too many real ones out there, I feel
But doubt they're to take it where you took it to
I missed your wake not 'cause I'm
'Cause I 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 keep me and Brooklyn 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 kill nothin' ready to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

somehow I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

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

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

How long would I ride, before I up?
How did you know through 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 supposed to clash at the top

But kept it brotherly when we seen each 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 in a wild homicide or were you crucified

Like the son of God, when lied
And make the world think, blacks should be extinct?
But thug life'll die, we stay high and just link
there ever be another MC as nice?
Will you return to us the resurrection of Christ?

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

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

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

'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties that
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in
It be the ones you always knew, 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 thought I made it but we took baby steps
Up the success ladder, where they pay me
To my when I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now look at crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally it's good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I we would

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

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

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

Always survive, but

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

Still, we, will
No matter
Still, we, survive
No matter
Still, we, will
No matter
My niggaz just alive