Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Ya Head Up

Little somethin' for my Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

Some say the blacker the berry, the the juice
I say the the flesh then the deeper the roots
I a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't else care
And uh, I know they to beat ya down a lot
When you come the block brothas clown a lot
But please cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl your head up
And when he you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you leave him
Cause you don't need him
And I ain't to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a mother to be a pappy
And since we all from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game a woman
I wonder why we take our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our
I think it's time to for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our
And if we don't we'll a race of babies
will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man make one
He has no right to a woman when and where to create one
So the real men get up
I you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

Keep ya up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child things are gonna get

ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child are gonna get brighter

Aiyyo, I remember Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin' black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha didn't seem so tough
And we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the
She gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin' to a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole
gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll let up
I try to keep my head up, and keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the
Say there ain't no for the youth and the truth is
It ain't no for tha future
And then they why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause a setup
And though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to your head up

Keep ya up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child things are gonna get

And uh
To all the havin' babies on they own
I it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone
Daddy's long gone and he you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm
And if you fall, stand and comeback for more
Cause ain't nothin' worse than your son
to kno' why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was this
Hell of a hand a man, feelin' helpless
Because too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside looking fearless
While tears, is rollin' your cheeks
Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and blame me
I was given world I didn't make it
And now my son's gettin' older and and cold
From havin' the world on his
the rich kids is drivin' Benz
I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin'
And crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
Please, you got to keep your up