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
But please don’t cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don’t forget, girl keep your head up
And if he can’t learn to love you you should leave him
Cuz sista you don’t need him
And I ain’t tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
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
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
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
I know you’re fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing to me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly the ghetto didn’t seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
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
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 the rent
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
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
it ain’t no hope for the future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother for turning my brother into a crack baby
And even though you’re fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up
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
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain’t nuthin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don’t love him no mo’
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
Ya steady hopin things don’t all down this week
Cuz if it did, you couldn’t take it, and don’t blame me
I was given this world I didn’t make it
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
please… you got to keep your head up
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