Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is rough you slid
You in hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, party and
We used to R&B bitches 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 came to my hood, we was
I wonder if we stayed that way, would there have gunsmoke?
on the block around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' your life, though loved ones

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

with you, happy we on top, the most official
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
I hate to see somebody so great in that way
I woulda stayed so long with so to say

I had to put it in to keep me and Brooklyn from fightin'
me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let 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 will
No what, my people just stay alive
Still, we survive
No matter what, my people just stay

life never die
Dear 'Pac, every thug a tear drop and use teeth
To off beer 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 been

On the East and West Coast the same is goin' on
The be talkin', offendin' me often
They don't you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, and court dates
All eyez on you, in your face 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 your it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in flow
There could never be peace, I to quote
Can't believe I heard my name on the realest shit you wrote
We had words the best supposed to clash at the top

But it brotherly when we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, people
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think about how us real would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who could it?
You was caught in a wild or were 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 just
Will there ever be MC as nice?
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 just alive
Still, we, survive
No matter what, my people just stay

I wonder what the went through on tour?
Did Robinson, have to shoot 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 indo right now and down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my life

'Cause I'm for the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in
It be the ones you always knew, that it on
Tellin' everybody it was him that you on
Thought we walked a million miles it was twenty
Not to walkin' in the path 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 80's but now look at crazy mess
We in the and finally it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I knew we

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

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

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

survive, but why?

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

Still, we, will
No matter
Still, we, will
No matter
Still, we, survive
No matter
My niggaz just stay