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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You shit is rough after you slid
You in hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' still, party and bullshit
We to fuck R&B bitches and see who rhyme sickest
For hit you made, more 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 around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
now with paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' life, though your loved ones

to your daughter and your newborn son
It used to be fun, makin' to see your response
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 about
It's more serious, I to toast it up with you

with you, happy we on top, the most official
Ain't too many ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're capable to 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 keep me and Brooklyn from
Tellin' me to pay my and move to the side
But I wouldn't have 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 somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

On the East and West Coast the same shit is on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me
They believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court
All eyez on you, niggaz in your face your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how would I up?

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

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

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

I wonder what the went through on tour?
Did Robinson, have 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, that scream
need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you knew, that want it on
everybody it was him that you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles it was just
Not used to walkin' in the path of money

I thought I 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 and finally it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I knew we

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

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

Thug coaches subs sittin' on the bench, either that or rap
We want the way outta this 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 taught me

Always survive, but

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

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