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 God's hands now, a place for me kid
Ain't changed still, party and bullshit
We used to fuck R&B and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers to come out

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

to your daughter and your newborn 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 name in
And they claim to be New York's It ain't about that
It's serious, I plan to toast it up with you

Joke with you, we on top, the most official
Ain't too many real out there, I feel some
But doubt they're to take it where you took it to
I missed your wake not 'cause I'm
'Cause I to see somebody so great in that way
I woulda stayed so long with so to say

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn from
Tellin' me to pay my respects and move to the
But I wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill nothin' ready to die
You was like God to us in the form of

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

Still, we will
No matter what, my people just stay
Still, we will
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 lil'
You was more than just the wildest
2Pacalypse, I understand your nigga
It's goin' on the third year, since you've gone

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

How long I ride, before I fold up?
How did you through your rhymes it was your time to go?
You predicted it in line, all in your flow
could 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 supposed to clash at the top

But kept it brotherly when we seen each other and
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was both deep, after you left I got no
Think about how us real niggaz be
If we united, a of thugs, who could fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or were you

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

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

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

I wonder what the Commodores through on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a
What has Al Green seen that him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the business?
If so, should I put out the indo now and write down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my around

'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen, cuties scream
need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, that it on
everybody it was him that you fronted 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 only baby steps
Up the success ladder, they pay me checks
To my when I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the but now look 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 in the game, could lose or gain
A couple pounds to maintain, one day you here
The next you not, when you around niggaz 'em out
Some is bout it, most individuals
And run the spots, choose to stay to theyselves
While others have no cares and in jail

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

Thug coaches with subs sittin' on the bench, that or rap
We want the fast way outta 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 taught me

survive, but why?

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

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