Little somethin' for my Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
Some say the blacker the berry, the 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 nobody else And uh, I know they like to beat ya a lot When you around the block brothas clown a lot But don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up Forgive but don't forget, girl keep head up And when he tells you you ain't nuttin' believe him And if he learn to love you you should leave him Cause you don't need him And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I just em how I see em You know it makes me (what's that) When make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all from a woman Got our name from a and our game from a woman I why we take from our women Why we our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our Time to heal our women, be to our women And if we don't we'll a race of babies That will the ladies, that make the babies And since a man can't one He has no right to tell a woman and where to create 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 things are gonna get
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get Ooh child things are gonna get
Aiyyo, I remember Gaye, used to sing ta me He had me feelin' black was tha thing to be And tha ghetto didn't seem so tough And though we had it rough, we always had I huffed and 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 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 screen I'm tryin' to make a out of fifteen cents It's hard to be 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 his whole family gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity It tha rain'll never 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 ain't no hope for the and the truth is It ain't no for tha future And then they why we crazy I blame my mother, for my brother into a crack baby We meant to survive, cause it's a setup And even you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep your up
Keep ya head up, ooh child are gonna get easier Ooh child things are gonna get
And uh To all the ladies havin' babies on 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, if nobody else want em I think we can make 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 kno' why his daddy don't him no mo' You can't complain you was this Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' Because there's too many things for you to deal Dying inside, but outside looking fearless While tears, is rollin' down your Ya steady hopin' things all down this week if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me I was given this world I 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 on to my survivin' friends And crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but Please, you got to your head up