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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 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 smoke
You to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we that way, would there have been gunsmoke?
Still on the around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now paper, shit is still ghetto
But it black, you livin' your life, though your loved ones

Peace to 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 king? It ain't about that
It's more serious, I plan to toast it up you

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
Ain't too many real 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
'Cause I hate to see so great in that way
I woulda stayed so with so much to say

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn fightin'
me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You kill nothin' that's ready to die
You was like God to us in the form of

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 stay alive

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

On the East and Coast the same shit is goin' on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me
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' your
You asked if I trade in your place, how would I hold up?

How would I ride, before I fold up?
How did you know through rhymes it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in your
There could never be peace, I have to
Can't believe I heard my name on the shit you ever wrote
We had words the best 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 niggaz 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, when Lucifer
And the world think, young blacks should be extinct?
But thug life'll die, we stay high and just 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, will
No matter what, my people just stay
Still, we, survive
No matter what, my just stay alive

I what the Commodores went through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to his way out a war?
What has Al Green that made him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the business?
If so, should I put out the right now and write down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my around

'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties scream
need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the you always knew, that want it on
Tellin' it was him that 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 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 good
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

than fifty percent of us
Endin' up holes through the chest
the head, through the gut it shows
The for us young shooters and old killers
Who become as dope dealers?
Nothing left for us but hoop dreams and tournaments

Thug with subs sittin' on the bench, either that 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

survive, but why?

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

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