Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named
Some say the the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the I give a holler to my sisters on Tupac cares, if don't else care And uh, I know they to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block clown a lot But don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up but don't 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 Cause you don't need him And I tryin' to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em You know it me unhappy (what's that) brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all came a woman Got our name from a woman and our game a woman I wonder why we from our women Why we our women, do we hate our women? I it's time to kill for our women to heal our women, be real to our women And if we don't we'll a race of babies That will hate the ladies, make the babies And a man can't make one He has no right to tell a woman when and where to one So will the men get up I know fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Keep ya head up, ooh things are gonna get easier Ooh child are gonna get brighter
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get 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 tha ghetto didn't seem so tough And though we had it rough, we always had I and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules Ran the local crew, and had a smoke or two And I realize really paid the price She nearly gave her life, to 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 I'm headin' for tha pen I try and find my friends, but they're in the wind Last night my lost his whole 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 keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the Say there no hope for the youth and the truth is It no hope for tha future And then wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a baby We meant to survive, cause it's a setup And even though fed up Huh, ya got to keep head up
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get Ooh things are gonna get brighter
And uh To all the ladies havin' on they own I know it's kinda and you're feelin' all alone long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if else want em Cause I think we can it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for Cause ain't nothin' than when your son Wants to why his daddy don't love him no mo' You complain you was dealt this Hell of a hand without a man, helpless Because there's too many for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're fearless While tears, is rollin' your cheeks Ya steady hopin' things don't all down week Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and blame me I was given this world I didn't it And now my son's gettin' older and and cold From havin' the world on his While the rich kids is Benz I'm still to hold on to my survivin' friends And it's crazy, it seems never let up, but Please, you got to your head up