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Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

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

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

Peace to your daughter and your son
It to be fun, makin' records 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 plan to toast it up you

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
Ain't too many ones 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 in that way
I stayed 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 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 just stay alive
Still, we survive
No what, my people just stay alive

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

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

How long would I ride, 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 be peace, I have to quote
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 when we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, people
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think how us real niggaz would be
If we united, a of thugs, who could fight it?
You was in a wild homicide or were you crucified

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

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

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

I wonder what the Commodores went through on
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a
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 indo right now and write
A plan and pursue my dream turn my 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' it was him that you fronted on
Thought we a million miles it was just twenty
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

I thought I made it but we took baby steps
Up the success ladder, where 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 lookin' good
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with holes the chest
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 dreams and hood tournaments

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

Always survive, but

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

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