2 Pac - Keep Ya Head Up Lyrics
Little something for my God son elija and a little girl named koreemSome say tha blacker tha berryTha sweeter tha juiceI say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha rootsI give a hollar to my sisters on welfareTupac cares, but dont nobody else careI know they like ta beat ya down a lotAnd when ya come around tha block brothers clown a lotBut please dont cry, dry ya eyesNever let upForgive but dont forget girl keep ya head upAnd when he tells you you aint nothinDont believe himAnd if he cant learn ta love ya, you should leave himCuz sister you dont need himI aint tryin ta gash up, but I just callem how I see emYa know what makes me unhappyWhen brothers make babiesAnd leave a young mother ta be a pappyAnd since we all came from a womanGot our name from a womanAnd out game from a womanI wonder why we take from our womenWhy we rape our womenDo we hate our women ?I think its time ta kill for our womenTime ta heal our womenBe real to our womenAnd if we dontWell have a race of babiesThat hate tha ladies that make tha babiesAnd since a man cant make oneHe has no right ta tell a woman when and where ta create oneSo will tha real men get upI know your fed up ladiesBut keep ya head upChorusEeewww child things are gonna get easierEeewww child things are gonna get brighterEeewww child things are gonna get easierEeewww child things are gonna get brighterI remember marvin gay, usta sing ta meHe had me feelin like black was tha thing ta beAnd suddenly tha ghetto didnt seem so tuffI thought we had it rough, we always had enoughI often huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke tha rulesRan with tha local crew and had a smoke or twoAnd realize momma really paid tha priceShe nearly gave her life, ta raise me rightAnd all I had ta give her was my pipe dreamsOf how Id rock tha mic and make it to tha big screenIm tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen centsIts hard ta be legit and still pay tha rentAnd in tha end it seems Im headin for tha pennI try and find my friends, but theyre blowin in tha windLast night my buddy lost his whole familyIts gonna take tha man in meTa conquer this insanityIt seems tha rain will never let upI try ta keep my head up and still keep from getting wet upYou know its funny when it rains it poursThey got money for wars, but cant feed tha poorSad there aint no hope for tha youth and tha truth isThere aint no hope for tha futureAnd then they wonder why we crazyI blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack babyWe aint meant ta survive, cause its a setupAnd even though ya fed upYa got ta keep ya head up
