Keep Ya Head Up

Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne<br><br>[Verse One]<br>Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice<br>I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots<br>I give a holler to my sisters on welfare<br>Tupac cares, if don`t nobody else care<br>And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot<br>When you come around the block brothas clown a lot<br>But please don`t cry, dry your eyes, never let up<br>Forgive but don`t forget, girl keep your head up<br>And when he tells you you ain`t nuttin don`t believe him<br>And if he can`t learn to love you you should leave him<br>Cause sista you don`t need him<br>And I ain`t tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em<br>You know it makes me unhappy (what`s that)<br>When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy<br>And since we all came from a woman<br>Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman<br>I wonder why we take from our women<br>Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?<br>I think it`s time to kill for our women<br>Time to heal our women, be real to our women<br>And if we don`t we`ll have a race of babies<br>That will hate the ladies, that make the babies<br>And since a man can`t make one<br>He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one<br>So will the real men get up<br>I know you`re fed up ladies, but keep your head up<br><br>[Chorus - repeat 2X]<br>Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier<br>ooooo child things are gonna get brighter<br><br>[Verse Two]<br>Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me<br>He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be<br>And suddenly tha ghetto didn`t seem so tough<br>And though we had it rough, we always had enough<br>I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules<br>Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two<br>And I realize momma really paid the price<br>She nearly gave her life, to raise me right<br>And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream<br>Of how I`d rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen<br>I`m tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents<br>It`s hard to be legit and still pay tha rent<br>And in the end it seems I`m headin for tha pen<br>I try and find my friends, but they`re blowin in the wind<br>Last night my buddy lost his whole family<br>It`s gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity<br>It seems tha rain`ll never let up<br>I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up<br>You know it`s funny when it rains it pours<br>They got money for wars, but can`t feed the poor<br>Say there ain`t no hope for the youth and the truth is<br>it ain`t no hope for tha future<br>And then they wonder why we crazy<br>I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby<br>We ain`t meant to survive, cause it`s a setup<br>And even though you`re fed up<br>Huh, ya got to keep your head up<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse Three]<br>And uhh<br>To all the ladies havin babies on they own<br>I know it`s kinda rough and you`re feelin all alone<br>Daddy`s long gone and he left you by ya lonesome<br>Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em<br>Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I`m sure<br>And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more<br>Cause ain`t nuttin worse than when your son<br>wants to kno why his daddy don`t love him no mo`<br>You can`t complain you was dealt this<br>hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless<br>Because there`s too many things for you to deal with<br>Dying inside, but outside you`re looking fearless<br>While tears, is rollin down your cheeks<br>Ya steady hopin things don`t all down this week<br>Cause if it did, you couldn`t take it, and don`t blame me<br>I was given this world I didn`t make it<br>And now my son`s getten older and older and cold<br>From havin the world on his shoulders<br>While the rich kids is drivin Benz<br>I`m still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends<br>And it`s crazy, it seems it`ll never let up, but<br>please... you got to keep your head up