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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

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

Joke with you, happy we on top, the official
Ain't too many real out there, I feel some
But doubt they're to take it where you took it to
I missed your not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in 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 wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't nothin' that's ready to die
You was like God to us in the of Allah

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

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

On the and West Coast the same shit is goin' on
The be talkin', offendin' me often
They don't believe you dead, wanna see you in your
I can relate, shootouts and court
All eyez on you, niggaz in your invadin' your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how 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 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 'cause the best to clash at the top

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

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

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

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

I thought I made it but we only 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 at this crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally it's lookin'
Hip-hop it to billions, I knew we would

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

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

Thug coaches with subs sittin' on the bench, that or rap
We want the way outta this trap
Whether it be 9 to 5 or slangin'
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 people just alive
Still, we, will
No matter what, my people stay alive

Still, we, will
No what
Still, we, will
No what
Still, we, survive
No what
My just stay alive