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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, keep a for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed still, party and
We used to fuck R&B bitches and see who rhyme
For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to out

Machine Gun from Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way, would have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block 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 your and your newborn son
It to be fun, makin' records to see your response
But, now competition is none, now you're gone
And these niggaz is wrong, your name in vain
And they claim to be New York's It ain't about that
It's more serious, I plan to toast it up you

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

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and from fightin'
Tellin' me to pay my and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my to let people by
You can't kill 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 stay alive
Still, we will
No matter what, my just stay alive

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

On the East and West Coast the same shit is on
The industry be talkin', me often
don't believe 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 if I could trade in your place, how would I hold up?

How long would I ride, I fold up?
How did you know through rhymes it was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in your
There could never be peace, I to quote
Can't believe I heard my on the realest shit you ever wrote
We had words 'cause the best 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 left I got no
Think about how us niggaz would be
If we united, a nation of thugs, who could it?
You was caught in a homicide or were you crucified

the son of God, when Lucifer lied
And make the world think, blacks should be extinct?
But thug life'll die, we stay high and just link
Will there ever be MC as nice?
Will you 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 wonder what the Commodores went on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, to shoot his way out a war?
What has Al Green that 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 my life around

'Cause I'm for the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a Uzi riding 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 million miles it was just
Not used to walkin' in the path of money

I thought I made it but we only took steps
Up the ladder, where they pay me checks
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
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, you around niggaz check 'em out
Some is bout it, most individuals
And run the spots, some choose to to theyselves
While others no cares and stay in jail

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

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

survive, but why?

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

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