Got 2 Survive

[Verse 1: Young Lay] Cuddies perved by the corner Stout, herb, got me twisted, mo' cold killin' murders, them brothers gettin' further Got my pencil for utensil, this'll keep they mind knownin' Spot some thugs at the club, and they got the nines showin' Dirty pimpin' Gs, one of my dreams, player now listen Lotta blacks locked down, but comin' back around in '96 All the gals my six (What else?) my track crew and my mother Make these police wonder: how is he so undercover? Never been a lover, but America had broke my heart I was told to tear up out this before this tear me apart Eat through scrap, black tracks, free milk and cheese While the Japs stack scratch with the Vietnamese But I'm finna squeeze, stack Gs they left on a trap A young playa mack, hit the bud', spit a rap It's just that feelin', that feelin' that I have for children Are able to love us, but these crazy devils try to kill us [Hook] I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank (My nigga Ray Luv, when'd you get up out the pen, man?) [Verse 2: Ray Luv] June second '93 I returned to the streets Did two months in the county and I opt to the beat Now the cops keep watch, 'cause they know that I rap Tell the world that I'm a gangsta, 'cause I ride with a strap But I ain't yo gangsta, just a young nigga caught up in the struggle Born hustler, goin' for the jugular Out to take the beast down, piece down might be too late The funk is on, high, drunk off Thunderbird and Grape Kool-Aid Would love to catch a playa slippin', take me down and book me Guilty as charged, hit the switch and try to cook me Silence a nigga for the shit I'm spittin', I know I'm scarin' ya A poison you created in the veins of America Mis-educated, incarcerated, institutionalized That third strike will have a gang of them rollers dyin' Ain't no love where I'm goin', no love where I'm comin' from Remember me, that real-ass nigga you been runnin' from Got us sprung off the cocaine and the welfare While the black babies die without health care [Hook] I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank [Verse 3: Mac Mall] Now how could I pledge allegiance to a racist-ass flag When the rollers at my do' with a .44 mag? Got my mother spittin' drag 'bout I ain't home Got a double homicide warrant on my dome I hear 'em pushin' in the do', I grab my Mac with two clips Cut through the back window and like a G hit a fence I'm thinkin' 'bout my folks gettin' sent for violation Foes and punk police, them devils still at my do' I peep a group of ten tryna get information I threw the clips in the Mac, start lettin' off frustration It's better than incarceration any day, we gonna die anyway So, if I go out blastin', call it my fate I got niggas' in the pen like my cousin Bud Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love Big Dant, Ray Ray, Kilo Curt, Mac Dre Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man [Hook] I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank [Verse 4: 2Pac] Now I been called a crook, a killer, a thug, a no-good dealer of drugs And Blood or Cuz, doesn't matter what set you was 'Cause where I'm at, if you black, we strapped As long as ki's make Gs these thieves attack And ain't no rules on the streets these days Muthafuckas better watch they back and take it easy I'm livin in the danger zone And learnin' lesson from the game, it's on Niggas was gone when the frame was on I'm gettin breakin' them balls daily Is there a ghetto in Heaven or do I go to Hell? See, seems I was sentenced to death, taking my steps with my head down While pouring liquor for my niggas 'cause they dead now My memory since I was a little seed Was a penitentiary full of niggas' like me These cops can't terrorize us, they despise us Niggas, 'cause we on the rise Plus everybody's searchin' for a piece of the truth And the youth turn the streets into a piece of Beirut And the truth is [Hook] I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho Smokin' that dank to deal with the pain I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho