pac
little something for my godson elijah
and a little girl named corin
pac dave hollister
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
pac 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 yeahyeah
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
dave hollister
keep ya head up
ooh child things are gonna get easier
keepkeep ya head up
ooh child things’ll get brighter
ohoh keep ya head up
ooh child things are gonna get easier
keepkeep ya head up
ooh child things’ll get brighter
pac dave hollister
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 yeahyeah
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 setup
and even though you’re fed up huh you got to keep ya head up
dave hollister
keep ya head up
ooh child things are gonna get easier
keepkeep ya head up
ooh child things’ll get brighter
ohoh keep ya head up
ooh child things are gonna get easier
keepkeep ya head up
ooh child things’ll get brighter
pac dave hollister
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 ohoh
’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
Artist: 2Pac
Year: 1993
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 470