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Keep Ya Head Up Lyrics - 2pac- Greatest Hits - 2pac

Little somethin' 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, if 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 

 

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And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I just call em how I see 'em 

You know what 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 

 

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(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things are gonna get easier 

(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things'll get brighter 

(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things are gonna get easier 

(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things'll get brighter 

 

Ayyo, 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 

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 tryna 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 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 the rain'll never let up 

I try to keep my head up, and still keep from getting wewter 

You know it's funny when it rains, it pours 

 

They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor 

Said, there ain't no hope for the youth 

And the truth is, there ain't no hope for the future 

 

And then they wonder why we crazy 

I blame my mother, for turnin' my brother into a black 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 

 

Oooh, child things are gonna get easier 

(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things'll get brighter 

 

(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things are gonna get easier 

(Keep ya head up) Oooh, child things'll get brighter 

 

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 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 comeback for more 

'Cause ain't nuttin' 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 

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 

'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 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 my survivin' friends 

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

Please, you got to keep your head up 

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