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Still I believe, we always survive, but why?

To my wherever you are
Whattup Big? You know shit is rough after you
You in God's hands now, keep a for me kid
nuttin' changed still, party and bullshit
We used to fuck R&B bitches and see who sickest
For every hit you made, more afraid to come out

Machine Gun Funk Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You to my hood, we was broke
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 fuck it black, you livin' your life, though your loved

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

with you, happy we on top, the most official
Ain't too many ones out there, I feel some
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 with so to say

I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn 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 nothin' that's to die
You was God to us in the form of Allah

Still somehow I believe, we survive, but why?

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

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

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

How long would I ride, before I up?
How did you know through your rhymes it was your to go?
You predicted it in every line, all in flow
There could never be peace, I to quote
Can't I heard my name 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 deep, after you left I got no sleep
Think about how us real would be
If we united, a of thugs, who could fight it?
You was in a wild 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 never die, we stay high and just
there ever be another MC as nice?
Will you to us like the resurrection of Christ?

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

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

I wonder what the Commodores went through on
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a
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 right now and write down
A plan and pursue my dream turn my life

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

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

A lot of ups and downs in the game, could 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, most plots
And run the spots, some choose to stay to
While have no cares and stay in jail

More fifty percent of us
Endin' up with holes the chest
the head, through the gut it shows
The future for us young shooters and old
Who become as dope dealers?
left for us but hoop dreams and hood tournaments

Thug coaches with sittin' on the bench, either that or rap
We want the fast way this trap
it be 9 to 5 or slangin' crack
To my deceased Gods wishin' I could bring you
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 what, my people just stay alive

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