Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Head Up, artist - 2Pac The Savior.
Date of issue: 14.09.2017
Song language: English
Head Up |
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 |
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 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 |