Keep Ya Head Up

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares if dont nobody else care
I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please dont cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but dont forget keep your head up
And when he tells you you aint nothin dont believe him
And if he cant learn to love you you should leave him
cause sista you dont need him
And I aint tryin to gas up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy
When brothas 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 its time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we dont then well have a race of babies
That hate the ladies that make the babies
And since a man cant make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So would the real men get up
I know your fed up ladies, but keep your head up
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I remember Marvin Gaye used to sing to me
He had me feeling like black was the thing to be
And suddenly the ghetto didnt seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I often huffed and puffed about my curfew
And broke the rules
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or two
I realized mama really paid the price
She nearly gave her life
To raise me right
And all I had to give was her was my lifes dream
Of how Id rock the mic, and make it to the bright screen
Im tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Its hard to be legit and still pay the rent
And in the end it seems Im headin for the pen
I try and find my friends, but theyre blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
Its gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems the rainll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know its funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but cant feed the poor
Say there aint no hope for the youth and the truth is
it aint no hope for the future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We aint meant to survive, cause its a setup
And even though youre fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up
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And uh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know its kinda rough and youre feelin all alone
Daddys long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, Im sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause aint nothin worse than when your son
wants to know why his daddy dont love him no mo
You cant complain you was dealt this
hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because theres too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside youre looking fearless
While tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things dont all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldnt take it, and dont blame me
I was given this world I didnt make it
And now my sons gettin older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
Im still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
And its crazy, it seems itll never let up, but