Nas - We Will Survive Lyrics
Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why?[nas]To my dogs.. wherever you areWhattup big? you know shit is rough after you slidYou in gods hands now, keep a place for me kidAint nuttin changed -- still _party and bullshit_We used to +***** r&b *****es+ and see who rhyme sickestFor every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out_machine gun funk_, from queens I came through to smoke bluntsYou came to my hood, we was brokeI wonder if we stayed that way, would there have been gunsmoke?Still on the block around fiends numb from coke, I guess soCause now with paper, shit is still ghettoBut ***** it black, you livin your life, though your loved onesPeace to your daughter and your newborn sonIt used to be fun, makin records to see your responseBut, now competition is none, now that youre goneAnd these niggaz is wrong -- usin your name in vainAnd they claim to be new yorks king? it aint about thatIts more serious, I plan to toast it up with youJoke with you, happy we on top, the most officialAint too many real ones out there; I feel someBut doubt theyre, capable, to take it where you took it toI missed your wake not cause Im fakeCause I hate to see somebody so great in that wayI woulda stayed so long with so much to sayI had to put it in writin to keep me and brooklyn from fightinTellin me to pay my respects and move to the sideBut I probably wouldnt have got off my knees to let people byYou cant kill nothin thats _ready to die_You was like God to us in the form of allahStill somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why?[nas]Still, we, will surviveNo matter what, my people just stay aliveStill, we, will surviveNo matter what, my people just stay aliveThug life never die..Dear pac, every thug sheds a tear drop -- and use teethTo bite off beer tops, and _pour out a lil liquor_You was more than just the wildest nigga+2pacalypse+, I understand your style niggaIts goin on the third year, since youve been goneOn the east and west coast the same shit is goin onThe industry be talkin, offendin me oftenThey dont believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffinI can relate, shootouts and court dates+all eyez on you+, niggaz in your face invadin your spaceYou 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 flowThere could _never be peace_ I have to quoteCant believe I heard my name on the realest shit you ever wroteWe had words cause the best supposed to clash at the topBut kept it brotherly, when we seen each other and stoppedIn nyc, at mtv, people watchedWe was both deep, after you left, I got no sleepThink about how us real niggaz would beIf we united, a nation of thugs, who could fight it?You was caught in a wild homicide, or were you crucifiedLike the son of god, when lucifer liedAnd make the world think, young blacks should be extinct?But thug lifell never die, we stay high and just linkWill 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?[nas]Still, we, will surviveNo matter what, my people just stay aliveStill, we, will surviveNo matter what, my people just stay aliveI 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 downA plan and pursue my dream turn my life aroundCause Im bound for the movie screen, cuties that screamIll need a extra uzi riding through my own hood in queensIt be the ones you always knew, that want it onTellin everybody it was him, that you fronted onThought we walked a million miles it was just twentyNot used to walkin in the path of legit moneyI thought I made it but we only took baby stepsUp the success ladder, where they pay me checksTo my clicks when I got it I said baby blessThat was the 80s, but now look at this crazy messWe in the 90s, and finally its lookin goodHip-hop took it to billions, I knew we wouldA lot of ups and downs in the game, could lose or gainA couple pounds tryin to maintain -- one day you hereThe next you not; when you around niggaz, check em outSome is bout it, most individuals plotsAnd run the spots, some choose to stay to theyselvesWhile others have no cares and stay in jailMore than fifty percent of usEndin up with holes through the chestThrough the head, through the gut it showsThe future for us young shooters and old killersWho become rich as dope dealers?Nothing left for us but hoop dreams and hood tournamentsThug coaches with subs sittin on the bench; either that or rapWe want the fast way outta this trapWhether it be 9 to 5 or slangin crackTo my deceased gods wishin I could bring you backBut life is a dream and yall taught me that.. always survive.. but why?[nas]Always survive, alwaysStill, we, will surviveNo matter what, my people just stay aliveStill, we, will surviveNo matter what, my people just stay aliveStill, we, will survive (no matter what)Still, we, will survive (no matter what)Still, we, will surviveNo matter what, my niggaz just stay alive
