Nas - We Will Survive lyrics

[Nas - We Will Survive lyrics]

Still somehow I believe
We always survive but why?

To my dogs wherever you are

Whattup Big? You know shit is
Rough after you slid you in God's hands now
Keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin' changed
Still Party and Bullshit
We used to fuck R&B Bitches
And see who rhyme sickest
For every hit you made
More rappers afraid to come out
Machine Gun Funk
From Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You came to my hood, we was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way
Would there have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block around
Fiends numb from coke, i guess so
'Cause now with paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you livin' your life
Through your loved ones
Peace to your daughter and your newborn son
It used to be fun
Makin' records to see your response
But, now competition is none
Now that you're gone
And these niggas is wrong
Using your name in vain
And they claim to be New York's
King? It ain't about that it's more serious
I plan to toast it up with you
Joke with you, happy we on top
The most official
Ain't too many real ones out there
I feel some but doubt they're
Capable to take it where you took it to
I missed your wake not 'cause I'm fake
'Cause I hate to see somebody
So great in that way
I woulda stayed so long with so much to say
I had to put it in writin' to
Keep me and Brooklyn from fightin'
Tellin' me to pay my respects
And move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off
My knees to let people by
You can't kill nothin' that's Ready to Die
You was like God to us in the form of Allah

Still somehow I believe
We always survive but why?

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

(Thug Life never die)
Dear 'Pac, every thug sheds a tear drop
And use teeth to bite off beer tops
And Pour Out a Lil' Liquor
You was more than just the wildest nigga
2Pacalypse, I understand your style, nigga
It's goin on the third year
Since you've been gone
On the East and West Coast the
Same shit is goin on
The industry be talkin', offendin' me often
They don't believe you dead
Wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court dates
All Eyez on You
Niggas in your face invadin' your space
You asked if I could trade in your place
How would I hold up?
How long would I ride before I fold up?
How did you know through your rhymes
It was your time to go?
You predicted it in every line
All in your flow
There could Never Be Peace I have to quote
Can't believe I heard my name on
"the realest shit you ever wrote"
We had words 'cause the best supposed
To clash at the top but kept it brotherly
When we seen each other and stopped
In NYC, at MTV, people watched
We was both deep, after you left
I got no sleep
Think about how us real niggas would be
If we united, a nation of thugs
Who could fight it?
You was caught in a wild homicide
Or were you crucified
Like the son of God, when Lucifer lied
And make the world think
Young blacks should be extinct?
But Thug Life'll never die
We stay high and just link
Will there ever be another MC as nice?
Will you return to us like
The resurrection of Christ?

Still somehow I believe
We always survive but why?

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

I wonder what the Commodores
Went through on tour? Did Smokey Robinson
Have to shoot his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen
That made him religious? Was it the drugs
Put an end to the music business? If so
Should I put out the indo
Right now and write down
A plan and pursue my dream
Turn my life around
'Cause I'm bound for the movie screen
Cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi ridin' through
My own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew
That want it on
Tellin' everybody it was him
That you fronted on
Thought we walked a million miles
It was just twenty
Not used to walkin' in the
Path of legit money i thought I made it but
We only took baby steps
Up the success ladder
Where they pay me checks
To my clicks when I got
It I said "Baby bless" that was the 80's
But now look at this crazy mess
We in the 90's and finally it's lookin' good
Hip-Hop took it to billions, I knew we would
A lot of ups and downs in the game
Could lose or gain a couple
Pounds tryin' to maintain
One day you here, the next you
Not when you around niggas, check 'em out
Some is 'bout it, most individuals plots
And run the spots
Some choose to stay to theyselves
While others have no cares and stay in jail
More than 50% of us endin' up
With holes through the chest
Through the head, through the gut it shows
The future for us young
Shooters and old killers
Who become rich as dope dealers?
Nothin' left for us but hoop
Dreams and hood tournaments
Thug coaches with subs sittin' on the
Bench either that or rap
We want the fast way out of this trap
Whether it be 9 to 5 or slangin' crack
To my deceased Gods wishin' I
Could bring you back
But life is a dream and y'all taught me that

Always survive but why?

Always survive, always
Still, we, will survive
No matter what, my people just stay alive
Still, we, will survive
No matter what, my people just stay alive
Still, we, will survive (no matter what)
Still, we, will survive (no matter what)
Still, we, will survive
No matter what, my niggas just stay alive

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