Little somethin' for my godson and a little girl named Corinne
say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the I a holler to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, if don't else care And uh, I know they to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block brothas a lot But please cry, dry your eyes, never let up but don't forget, girl keep your head up And he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him And if he learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you don't him And I ain't 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 we all came from a woman Got our name a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take our women Why we rape our women, do we our women? I think it's time to for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our And if we don't we'll have a of babies That will hate the ladies, make the babies And since a man can't one He has no right to tell a woman when and 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 child are gonna get brighter
ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get easier Ooh child things are get brighter
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to ta me He had me feelin' black was tha thing to be And suddenly tha ghetto seem so tough And though we had it rough, we always had I huffed and about my curfew and broke the rules Ran with the crew, and had a smoke or two And I realize really paid 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 to make a dollar out of fifteen cents hard to be legit and still pay tha rent And in the end it I'm headin' for tha pen I try and find my friends, but blowin in the wind Last night my buddy lost his family It's gonna take the man in me to conquer insanity It seems tha rain'll let up I try to my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it it pours They got money for wars, but can't the poor Say there no hope for the youth and the truth is It ain't no hope for tha 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 you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep your 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, if nobody else want em I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, tall and comeback for more Cause ain't nothin' worse when your son Wants to kno' why his daddy love him no mo' You complain you was dealt this Hell of a hand a man, feelin' helpless there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking While tears, is rollin' your cheeks Ya steady hopin' things don't all this week Cause if it did, you couldn't it, and don't blame me I was given this I didn't make it And now my son's older and older and cold From havin' the world on his While the kids is drivin' Benz I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' And crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but Please, you got to keep your up