Keep Ya Head Up歌词-Tough Rhymes

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Keep Ya Head Up - Various Artists/T.Shakur/D.Anderson/R.Troutman/Tough Rhymes

Composed by：T.Shakur/D.Anderson/R.Troutman

Little something for my godson Elijah

And a little girl named Corinne

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, and don't nobody else care

And uhh

I know they like to beat ya down a lot

When you come around

The block brothas clown a lot

But please don't cry

Dry your eyes, never let up

Forgive but don't forget

Girl keep your head up

And when he tells you

When ya ain't don't believe him

And if he can't learn to love you

Should leave him

Cause sista you don't need him

And I ain't trying to gas ya up

But 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 R**e our women

Do we hate our women

I think it's time to k**l for our women

Time to heal our women

Be real to our women

And if we don't will 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

Keep ya head up

Oooo child things are gonna get easier

Keep ya head up

Ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

Keep ya head up

Oooo child things are gonna get easier

Keep ya head up

Ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

Aiyyo, I remember Marving Gaye

Used to sing to me

He had me feeling 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

And I realize momma 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 trying to make a dollar

Out of fifteen cents

It's hard to be legit and still pay the rent

And in the end it seems

I'm heading for the pen

I try and find my friends

But they're blowing 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 getting wet up

You know it's funny when it rains it pours

They got money for wars

But can't feed the poor

Say there ain't no hope for the youth

When the truth is

It ain't no hope for the future

And then they wonder why we crazy

I blame my mother

Or turning my brother into a crack baby

We ain't meant to survive

Cause it's a setup

And even though you're fed up

You gotta keep ya head up

Oooo child things are gonna get easier

Keep ya head up

Ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

Keep ya head up

Oooo child things are gonna get easier

Keep ya head up

Ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

And uhh

To all the ladies having babies on their own

I know it's kinda rough

And you're feeling all alone

Daddy's 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, I'm sure

And if you fall

Stand tall and comeback for more

Cause ain't nutting worse than when your son

Wants to know

Why his daddy don't love him no more

You can't complain you was dealt this

Hell of a hand without a man

Feeling helpless

Because there's too many things

For you to deal with

Dying inside

But outside you're looking fearless

While tears, is rolling down your cheeks

Ya steady hoping things

Don't fall down 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

Now my son's getting older and older and cold

From having the world on his shoulders

While the rich kids is driving Benz

I'm still trying to hold on to

Surviving friends

And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

Please you got to keep your head up