Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Ya Head Up

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

say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the the roots
I give a to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't else care
And uh, I they like to beat ya down a lot
When you around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, let up
Forgive but forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you nuttin' don't believe him
And if he can't learn to you you should leave him
sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I call em how I see em
You it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young to be a pappy
And since we all from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a
I wonder why we take from our
Why we our women, do we hate our women?
I it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our
And if we we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the
And a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman and where to create one
So will the men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your up

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

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

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to ta me
He had me like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and the rules
Ran with the crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really the price
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 make it to tha bright
I'm tryin' to a dollar out of fifteen cents
hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it I'm headin' for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the
Last night my buddy lost his family
It's gonna the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll let up
I try to keep my head up, and still from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it
They got for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no for the youth and the truth is
It ain't no hope for tha
And then they wonder why we
I blame my mother, for turning my brother a crack baby
We meant to survive, cause it's 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 are gonna get brighter

And uh
To all the ladies babies on they own
I it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone
Daddy's long and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm
And if you fall, stand tall and for more
Cause ain't nothin' worse when your son
Wants to kno' why his don't love him no mo'
You complain you was dealt this
of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless
Because there's too things for you to deal with
inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While tears, is rollin' down your
Ya hopin' things don't all down this week
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
havin' the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is Benz
I'm still tryin' to hold on to my friends
And it's crazy, it seems never let up, but
Please, you got to keep head up