Something for my gods
And he lies and little girls ain't correct
Some say the black of the bet
The sweet of the juice I save
The dark of the flesh then the deep of the roots
I give my holla to my sisters on welfare
Two pop kids if don't nobody else care
And uh I know they
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 your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nothing
Don't believe him
And if you can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sister you don't need and I ain't tryna gas up
I just call them how I see
You know what makes you
Where brothers make bakers
And leave a young mother to be a patch
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman
And I came from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
While we ** 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 it went to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you fed up lately
But keep your head up ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep your head up ooh child
Things will get brighter
Keep your head up ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep your head up ooh child
Things will get brighter
Hey yo I remember marvin gaye used to sing to me
He had me feeling like black was the thing to be
And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough we always hadenough
I have to bump about my curfew and broke the rules
Run with the local crew and had a smoke or two
I realized mama really paid the price
She nearly gave her life to raise me right
And all II had to give her what's my pipe drink
Now how I rock the mic and make it to the right screen
I'm trying to make a dollar out of fifteen six
It's hard to be legit and still pay a rent
And in the end it seems I'm heading for the pen
I try to find my friends but they blowing in the wind
Last nightmy body lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems the rain will never let up
I try to keep my head up
And still keep them getting wetter
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 few
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
Give me your letter
Which I know you're gonna make it easy
Give me your letter which out things will get brighter
Give me your better ooh child things are gonna get easy
Give me your better ooh child things will get brighter
To all the ladies having babies on their own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feeling all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by your lonesome
Thank the lord for my kids even if nobody else
Cause I think we can make it in fact I'm sure
And if you fall stand tall or come back for more
Cause ain't nothing worse
Than when your son wants to know
Wise daddy don't love him no more
You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a hand
Without a man feeling helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside but outside you're looking fearless
Why the tears is rolling down your cheek is steady
Hoping things don't all fall this week
Cause if it did you couldn't take it and don't blame me
I was giving this worldI didn't make it
And now my son's getting older and older
Cold from having the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids are driving benz
And still trying to hold on to surviving friends
And it's crazy it seems they'll never let her
But please you gotta keep your head up
滚动歌词&翻译贡献者:Sunshine.