Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

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

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

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

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
Ain't too many real ones out there, I feel
But doubt they're capable to take it where you it to
I missed wake not 'cause 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 from
me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my to let people by
You can't kill nothin' 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 what, my people just stay alive
Still, we survive
No matter what, my people stay alive

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

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

How long would I ride, I fold up?
How did you through your rhymes it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in your
There never be peace, I have to quote
Can't believe I my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the best supposed to 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
about 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 Lucifer
And make the world think, young blacks be extinct?
But life'll never die, we stay high and just link
there ever be another MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the of Christ?

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

I what the Commodores went through on tour?
Did Robinson, have to shoot his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen that him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the music
If so, should I put out the indo right now and 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 always knew, want it on
Tellin' it was him that you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles it was just
Not used to walkin' in the of legit money

I I made it but we only took baby steps
Up the ladder, where they pay me checks
To my clicks I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now look at this crazy
We in the 90's and it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I we would

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

More than fifty of us
up with holes through the chest
Through the head, the gut it shows
The future for us shooters 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, either or rap
We want the fast way this trap
Whether it be 9 to 5 or crack
To my Gods wishin' I could bring you back
But life is a and y'all taught me that

survive, but why?

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

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