歌名 | keep ya head up |
歌手 | 2PAC |
专辑 | Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. |
歌词 | Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne [Verse One:] 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 you ain´t nuttin don´t believe him And if he can´t learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you don´t need him And I ain´t tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em You know it makes me unhappy (what´s that) 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 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 your head up [Chorus] Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things are gonna get brighter [2x] [Verse Two:] Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be And suddenly tha 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 ta give her was my pipe dream Of how I´d rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen I´m tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents It´s hard to be legit and still pay tha rent And in the end it seems I´m headin for tha pen I try and 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 tha rain´ll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin 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 and the truth is it ain´t no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for 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 Huh, ya got to keep your head up [Chorus] [Verse Three:] And uhh 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 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 nuttin worse than when your son wants to kno 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 Dying inside, but outside you´re looking fearless While tears, is rollin down your cheeks Ya steady hopin things don´t all 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 And now my son´s getten 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 my survivin friends And it´s crazy, it seems it&acut |