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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
nuttin' changed still, party and bullshit
We used to fuck R&B bitches and see who sickest
For every hit you made, more afraid to come out

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

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

Joke with you, happy we on top, the official
Ain't too many ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're capable to take it where you 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 me and Brooklyn from fightin'
Tellin' me to pay my respects and move to the
But I probably wouldn't have got off my 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 survive
No matter what, my just stay alive
Still, we survive
No matter what, my people stay alive

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

On the East and West Coast the 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, in your face invadin' your space
You asked if I trade in your place, how would I hold up?

How long would I ride, I fold up?
How did you know through your it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in flow
There could never be peace, I have to
Can't I heard my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the best supposed to 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 niggaz would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who could it?
You was caught in a homicide or were you crucified

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

I what the Commodores went through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a
has Al Green seen 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, that scream
I'll a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, want it on
Tellin' everybody it was him you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles it was twenty
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

I thought I made it but we took baby steps
Up the ladder, where they pay me checks
To my clicks I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the but now look at this crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally it's lookin'
Hip-hop took it to billions, I knew we

A lot of ups and in the game, could lose or gain
A couple pounds 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 stay to
While others have no cares and stay in

More than fifty of us
Endin' up with through the chest
Through the head, through the gut it
The for us young shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dope
left for us but hoop dreams and hood tournaments

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

survive, but why?

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

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