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2pac - keep ya head up (intro, verse 1, verse 2, & verse 3) lyrics

[intro]
little something for my godson elijah
and a little girl named corin

[verse 1]
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 n0body 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 nothing, don’t believe him
and if he can’t learn a love you, you should leave him
’cause, sister, you don’t need him
and i ain’t trying da gas you up, i just call ’em how i see ’em
you know what makes me unhappy? (what’s that?)
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 da k!ll for our women
time da 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 da 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
ayo
[verse 2]
i remember marvin 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
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 trying da 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 heading for the pen’
i try da 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 da keep my head up and still keep from getting 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 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, you gotta keep ya head up
and, uh
[verse 3]
to all the ladies having babies on they own
i know it’s kinda rough and you’re feeling all alone
daddy’s long gone and he left you by your lonesome
thank the lord for my kids even if n0body 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 nothing 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 h+ll of a hand
without a man, feeling helpless
because there’s so many things for you da deal with
dying inside, but, outside, you’re looking fearless
while the tears is rolling down your cheeks
you’re steady hoping 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 getting older and older
and cold from having the world on his shoulders
while the rich kids is driving benz
i’m still trying da hold on to surviving friends
and it’s crazy, it seems it’ll never let up
but, huh, please, you gotta keep ya head up

- 2pac lyrics

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