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Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Verse 1: Some say the blcker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, and 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 ya head up And when he tells you you aint nottin don't believe him And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you dont 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 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 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 Verse 2: Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing to me He had me feelin like black was tha think to be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't see to 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 to give her was my pipe dream Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to the bright screen I'm trying 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 all 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 ths rain'll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor Say there aint no hope for the youth and the truth is it aint 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 aint meant to survive, cause it's a setup And even though you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep ya head up Chorus Verse 3: 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 aint nuttin worse than when your son wants to know ehy his daddy dont love him no more You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a hand without a man, feelin hopeless Because theres too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside your lookin 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 dont blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's gettin 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 ya head up Return to Tupac lyrics |