Little somethin' for my Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the then the deeper the roots I give a to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, if don't else care And uh, I know they like to beat ya a lot When you come around the block clown a lot But don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up Forgive but don't forget, keep 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 tryin' to gas ya up, I just call 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 came from a Got our from a woman 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 to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our And if we don't we'll have a race of That hate the ladies, that make the babies And since a man can't 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 your head up
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are get easier Ooh things are gonna get brighter
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are get easier Ooh child things are gonna get
Aiyyo, I Marvin 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 with the local crew, and had a or two And I realize momma paid the price She nearly her life, to raise me right 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 to be legit and still pay tha rent And in the end it seems I'm for tha pen I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the Last night my buddy his whole family It's gonna take the man in me to this insanity It seems tha never let up I try to keep my head up, and still from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it it pours They got for wars, but can't feed the poor Say ain't no hope 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 brother into a crack We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a And even though 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 ladies havin' on they own I know it's rough and you're feelin' all alone Daddy's gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else em Cause I we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand and comeback for more Cause ain't nothin' than when your son Wants to why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was this Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're fearless While tears, is rollin' down your Ya steady hopin' don't 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 From havin' the world on his the rich kids 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 your head up