Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl Corinne
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the I say the darker the then the deeper the roots I give a holler to my sisters on Tupac cares, if nobody else care And uh, I know they like to beat ya a lot When you come around the block brothas a lot But don't cry, dry your eyes, never 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 love you you leave him sista you don't need 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 make babies, and leave a young to be a pappy And since we all came from a Got our from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our I it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our And if we don't we'll a race of babies will hate the ladies, that make the babies And since a man make one He has no right to 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 head up, ooh child things are get easier Ooh child things are gonna get
Keep ya head up, ooh child things are get easier Ooh child things are gonna get
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, to sing ta me He had me feelin' like was tha thing to be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so And though we had it rough, we had enough I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the Ran the local crew, and had a smoke or two And I realize momma paid the price She gave 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 to make a dollar out of fifteen cents It's hard to be legit and still pay tha And in the end it seems I'm for tha pen I try and my friends, but they're blowin in the wind Last night my lost his whole family It's take the man in me to conquer this insanity It seems tha never let up I try to keep my up, and still keep from gettin wet up You it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the Say there ain't no for the youth and the truth is It no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack We ain't meant to survive, cause a setup And even though 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 ladies havin' on they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody want em Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for Cause ain't nothin' worse than when son Wants to kno' why his don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt Hell of a 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' your cheeks Ya steady hopin' don't all down this week Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't me I was given world I didn't make it And now my gettin' older and older and cold From havin' the on his shoulders While the rich kids is Benz I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' And it's crazy, it seems never let up, but Please, you got to your head up