Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Ya Head Up

Little for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

Some say the blacker the berry, the the juice
I say the the flesh then the deeper the roots
I a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if nobody else care
And uh, I know like to beat ya down a lot
When you around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, let up
Forgive but don't forget, keep your head up
And he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should him
sista you don't need him
And I ain't to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young to be a pappy
And since we all from a woman
Got our name a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our
I think it's time to kill for our
Time to heal our women, be real to our
And if we don't we'll have a of babies
That will the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't one
He has no to tell a woman when and where to create one
So the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but your head up

Keep ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get
Ooh things are gonna get brighter

ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child are gonna get brighter

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, to sing ta me
He had me like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't so tough
And though we had it rough, we had enough
I huffed and about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a or two
And I realize momma really the price
She nearly gave her life, to me right
And all I had ta her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin' to make a out of fifteen cents
hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it I'm headin' for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his family
It's gonna the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep gettin wet up
You it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the
Say there no hope for the youth and the truth is
It ain't no for tha future
And they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause a setup
And even you're fed up
Huh, ya got to your head up

Keep ya up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child things are gonna get

And uh
To all the havin' babies on they own
I it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone
Daddy's long and he left you by ya lonesome
the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and for more
Cause ain't nothin' worse than when son
Wants to why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt
Hell of a hand without a man, helpless
Because there's too many things for you to with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking
While tears, is rollin' down cheeks
Ya steady hopin' things don't all this week
Cause if it did, you take it, and don't blame me
I was given this I didn't make it
And now my son's gettin' and older and cold
From havin' the world on his
While the rich is drivin' Benz
I'm still tryin' to on to my survivin' friends
And crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
Please, you got to your head up