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Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You know is rough after you slid
You in God's hands now, 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 rappers afraid to out

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

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

Joke you, happy we on top, the most official
too many real ones out there, I feel some
But doubt they're capable to it where you took it to
I missed your not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody so in that 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 wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill that's 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 just stay alive
Still, we will
No matter what, my people stay alive

Thug life die
Dear 'Pac, thug sheds a tear drop and use teeth
To off beer tops and pour out a lil' liquor
You was more than just the nigga
2Pacalypse, I understand style nigga
It's goin' on the third year, since been gone

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

How long would I ride, I fold up?
How did you know through your rhymes it was time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in your
There never be peace, I have to quote
Can't I heard my name on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had 'cause the best supposed to clash at the top

But it brotherly when we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, watched
We was deep, after you left I got no sleep
about how us real niggaz would 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, when Lucifer
And make the world think, young blacks should be
But thug life'll never die, we 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, will
No matter what, my people just stay
Still, we, survive
No matter what, my people just alive

I what the Commodores went through on tour?
Did Robinson, have to shoot his way out a war?
has Al Green seen that made 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 turn my life around

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

I thought I made it but we only baby steps
Up the success ladder, where they pay me
To my when I got it I said, "Baby bless"
That was the 80's but now look at this crazy
We in the 90's and finally it's lookin'
took it to billions, I knew we would

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

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with holes through the
the head, through 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 tournaments

Thug coaches with sittin' on the bench, either that 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 life is a dream and taught me that

survive, but why?

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

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