Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Survive

Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

To my wherever you are
Whattup You know shit is rough after you slid
You in God's hands now, keep a for me kid
nuttin' changed still, party and bullshit
We used to fuck R&B and see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to 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?
Still on the around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now with paper, is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' your life, though your loved

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

with you, happy we on top, the most official
Ain't too many real ones out there, I feel
But doubt they're capable to it where you took it to
I missed your wake not I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in way
I woulda stayed so long so much 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 probably wouldn't have got off my to let people by
You can't kill nothin' that's to die
You was like God to us in the form of

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

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

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

On the East and West Coast the shit is goin' on
The industry be talkin', 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 face invadin' space
You asked if I trade in your place, how would I hold up?

How would I ride, before I fold up?
How did you through your rhymes it was your time to go?
You it in every 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 best to clash at the top

But kept it brotherly when we each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think about how us real niggaz 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, Lucifer lied
And make the world think, young blacks be extinct?
But life'll never die, we stay high and just link
Will ever be another MC as nice?
Will you return to us the resurrection of Christ?

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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

I wonder what the Commodores went through on
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 music
If so, I put out the indo right now and write down
A plan and pursue my turn my life around

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

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

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

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

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

survive, but why?

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

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