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Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

To my dogs you are
Whattup You know shit is rough after you slid
You in God's hands now, a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, 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 came to my hood, we was
I wonder if we that way, would there have been gunsmoke?
on the block around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you your life, though your loved ones

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

Joke you, happy we on top, the most official
Ain't too real ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're capable to it where you took it to
I missed wake not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in way
I woulda so long with so much 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 to let people by
You can't nothin' that's ready to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

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

But kept it brotherly when we seen each and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was both deep, after you I got no sleep
Think about how us niggaz would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who could it?
You was caught in a wild homicide or 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 link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you return to us like the resurrection of

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

Still, we, will
No matter what, my people just stay
Still, we, will
No matter what, my just 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 made him religious?
Was it the drugs, put an end to the business?
If so, should I put out the indo right now and write
A plan and pursue my dream turn my around

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

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

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 bout it, individuals plots
And run the spots, some choose to to theyselves
others have no cares and stay in jail

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

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

Always survive, but

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

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