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 God's now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, party and
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 Queens I came through to smoke
You came to my hood, we was
I wonder if we stayed that way, would there have gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends numb coke, I guess so
'Cause now with paper, shit is ghetto
But fuck it black, you your life, though your loved ones

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

Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
too many real ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're capable to take it where you it to
I missed wake not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see so great in that way
I woulda stayed so long with so to say

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

Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but

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

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

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

How long would I ride, I fold up?
How did you know through your rhymes it was your 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 wrote
We had words 'cause the supposed to clash at the top

But kept it when we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, people
We was both deep, after you I got no sleep
Think about how us real would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who could it?
You was in a wild homicide or were you crucified

Like the son of God, when Lucifer
And make the world think, young blacks should be
But thug life'll never die, we stay high and link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
you return to us like the resurrection of Christ?

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but

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 went on tour?
Did Robinson, have to shoot his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen that made him
Was it the drugs, put an end to the music
If so, should I put out the indo now and write down
A and pursue my dream turn my life around

'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen, that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, want it on
Tellin' everybody it was him 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 took baby
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 it's lookin' good
Hip-hop took it to billions, I we would

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

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with through the chest
Through the head, the gut it shows
The future for us young shooters and old
Who become rich as dope
Nothing left for us but hoop dreams and hood

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

Always survive, but

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

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