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 after you slid
You in hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' still, party and bullshit
We to fuck R&B bitches and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more afraid to come out

Machine Gun Funk from I came through to smoke blunts
You to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we that way, would there 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, though your loved

Peace to your daughter and newborn son
It used to be fun, records to see your response
But, now competition is none, now that you're
And these niggaz is wrong, usin' name in vain
And they claim to be New York's king? It about that
It's serious, I plan to toast it up with you

Joke with you, happy we on top, the official
too many real ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're to take it where you took 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 to keep me and Brooklyn from fightin'
Tellin' me to pay my respects and to the side
But I wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill nothin' that's to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

somehow I believe, we always survive, but why?

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

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

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

How long would I ride, before I 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 believe I heard my name on the realest shit you ever
We had words 'cause the best supposed to 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 would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or were you

Like the son of God, Lucifer lied
And make the world think, young blacks be extinct?
But thug life'll die, we stay high and just link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the resurrection of

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

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

I wonder what the Commodores through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, 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, I put out the indo right now and write down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my life

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

I thought I made it but we only took 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 it's lookin' good
Hip-hop it to billions, I knew we would

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

More than percent of us
Endin' up with holes the chest
Through the head, the gut it shows
The future for us shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dealers?
left for us but hoop dreams and hood tournaments

Thug coaches 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 wishin' I could bring you back
But is a dream and y'all taught me that

Always survive, but

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

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