Little something for my godson Elijah
And a little girl named Corin
Some say the blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh
Then the deeper the roots
I give a holla to my sisters on welfare
2Pac cares if don't nobody else care
And, uh, I know they like to beat you down a lot
When you come around the block, brothers clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive, but don't forget, girl, keep ya head up
And when he tells you you ain't nothin'
Don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you
You should leave him
'Cause, sister, you don't need him
And I ain't tryin' to gas you up
I just call 'em how I see 'em (you don't need him)
You know what makes me unhappy?
When brothers make babies
And leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman
And our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women? Do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't, we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman
When and where to create one
So will the real men get up?
I know you're fed up, ladies
But keep ya head up
(Keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things'll get brighter
(Oh, keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things'll get brighter
Ayo, I remember Marvin Gaye used to sing to me
He had me feelin' like black was the thing to be
And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew
And broke the rules
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or two
I realize mama really paid the price
She nearly gave her life to raise me right
And all I had to give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic
And make it to the bright screen
I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay your rent
And in the end, it seems I'm headin' for the pen'
I try to find my friends
But they're blowin' in the wind
Last night, my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems the rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up
And still keep from gettin' wet up, huh
You know, it's funny, when it rains, it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Said it ain't no hope for the youth
And the truth is it ain't no hope for the future
And then they wonder why we crazy, huh
I blame my mother for turnin' my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive 'cause it's a set-up
And even though you're fed up
Huh, you got to keep ya head up
Oh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things'll get brighter
(Oh, keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep ya head up)
Oh, child, things'll get brighter
And, uh, to all the ladies havin' babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by your lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids even if nobody else want 'em
'Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and come back for more
'Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son
Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain, you was dealt this hell of a hand
Without a man, feelin' helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dyin' inside, but outside you're lookin' fearless
While the tears is rollin' down your cheeks
You're steady hopin' things don't all fall this week
'Cause if it did, you couldn't take it
And don't blame me
I was given this world, I didn't make it
And now my son's gettin' older and older
And cold from havin' the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin' Benz
I'm still tryin' to hold on to survivin' friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up
But, huh, please
You got to keep your head up
