Baby Don't Cry Lyrics - Outlawz

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 

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 

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier 

ooooo child things are gonna get brighter 

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier 

ooooo child things are gonna get brighter 

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 

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier 

ooooo child things are gonna 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 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'll never let up, but 

please... you got to keep your head up