Текст песни
Little something for my god song
Elija and a little girl named Koreem
Some say tha Blacker tha berry
Tha sweeter tha juice
I say,tha darker tha flesh
and tha deeper tha roots
I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares,but don't nobody else care
I know they like ta beat ya down alot
And when ya come around
tha block brothers clown alot
But please don't cry,dry ya 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 ta love ya,
you should leave him
Cuz sister you don't need him
I ain't tryin ta gash up,
but I just callem how I see'em
Ya know what makes me unhappy?
When brothers make babies
And leave a young mother ta be a papy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman
And got 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 ta kill for our women
Time ta heal our women
Be realy to our women
And if we don't
We'll have a race of babies
That hate tha ladies that make tha babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right ta tell woman
when and where ta create one
So will tha real men get up
I know your fed up ladies
But keep ya head up
Chorus:
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww childs things are gonna get brighter
I remember Marvin Gay,usta sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing ta be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tuff
I thought we had it rough,we always had enough
I often huffed and puffed
about my curfew and broke tha rules
Ran with tha local crew and had a smoke or two
And realize momma really paid tha price
She nearly gave her life,ta raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dreams
Of how I'd rock tha mic and make it to tha big screen
I'm tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard ta be legit and still pay tha rent
And in tha end it seems I'm headin for tha peen
I try and find my friends,
but they blowin in tha wind
Lastnight my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take tha man in me
Ta conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain will never let up
I try ta Keep My Head Up
and still keep from getting wet
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars,but can't feed the poor
Sad there ain't no hope
for tha youth and tha truth is
There 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 ta survive,cause it's a setup
And eventhough ya fed up
Ya got ta Keep Ya Head Up
Chorus:
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter
And ah...T all tha ladies having nanies on they own
I know it's kinda ruff and ya feeling all alone
Daddies long gone and he left ya by your loneseome
Thank tha lord for my kids
even if nobody else wants them
Cause I think we can make it,in fact,for sure
And if we all fall
Stand tall and comeback for more
Cause there ain't nothin worse
Than when your son wants ta know
why his daddy don't love him no more
Ya can't complain you was dealt this
Helluva hand without a man,feeling helpless
Because there's too many things for you ta deal with
Dying inside,but outside your looking fearless
While tears is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopen things don't fall this week
Cause if they did,ya couldn't take it
And don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my sons getten older and older and cold
>From havin tha world on his shoulders
While tha rich kids are drivin Benzes
I'm still tryin ta hold on to my survivin friends
And it's crazy,it seems it'll never let up,but
Please
Ya got ta Keep Ya Head Up
