2Pac - Keep Ya Head Up lyrics

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 (Oh)
I give a holla to my sisters on welfare
2Pac cares if don't nobody else care (Oh)
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?
(What's that?) when brothers make babies
And leave a young mother to be a pappy
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and
Our game from a woman (yeah, yeah)
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
(Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?)
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 (Oh, yeah yeah)
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)
Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep-keep ya head up)
Ooh, child, things'll get brighter
(Oh oh, keep ya head up)
Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep-keep ya head up)
Ooh, 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
(Oh, yeah yeah)
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 (Oh, no, no, no)
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

(Keep ya head up)
Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep-keep ya head up)
Ooh, child, things'll get brighter
(Oh oh, keep ya head up)
Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
(Keep-keep ya head up)
Ooh, 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 (Oh oh)
'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
(I know you were)
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 (yeah)
'Cause if it did, you couldn't take it (yeah)
And don't blame me, I was given this world
I didn't make it (Oh, yeah)
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 (Oh, yeah)
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up
But, huh, please
You got to keep your head up