Little somethin' for my godson and a little girl named Corinne
say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the the flesh then the deeper the roots I give a holler to my 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 ain't nuttin' believe him And if he can't learn to love you you should him Cause sista you don't him And I tryin' to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em You it makes me unhappy (what's that) When brothas babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all came from a 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 our women? I think it's to kill for our women Time to our women, be real to our women And if we don't we'll have a race of That will hate the ladies, that the babies And a man can't make one He has no to tell a woman when and where to create one So will the men get up I know you're fed up ladies, but keep head up
Keep ya up, ooh child things are gonna get easier Ooh child are gonna get brighter
Keep ya up, ooh child things are gonna get easier Ooh things are gonna get brighter
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, to sing ta me He had me like black was tha thing to be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't so tough And though we had it rough, we had enough I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the Ran with the local crew, and had a or two And I realize momma really the price She nearly gave her life, to raise me And all I had ta give her was my dream Of how I'd rock the mic, and it to tha bright screen I'm tryin' to make a out of fifteen cents It's hard to be legit and still pay tha And in the end it I'm headin' for tha pen I try and my friends, but they're blowin in the wind night my buddy lost his whole family It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this It seems tha rain'll let up I try to keep my head up, and keep from gettin wet up You know it's when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't the poor Say there ain't no for the youth and the truth is It ain't no hope for tha And they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack We meant to survive, cause it's a setup And though you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep your up
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get Ooh child things are get brighter
And uh To all the havin' babies on they own I know it's kinda rough and feelin' all alone Daddy's long and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else em Cause I think we can it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for ain't nothin' worse than when your son Wants to why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't you was dealt this of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless Because there's too many for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're fearless While tears, is down your cheeks Ya steady hopin' things all down this week Cause if it did, you take it, and don't blame me I was given this world I didn't it And now my son's gettin' older and and cold From havin' the on his shoulders While the rich is drivin' Benz I'm still tryin' to hold on to my friends And it's crazy, it it'll never let up, but Please, you got to keep head up