Little something for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
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 uh, 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 nothin 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 up,
I just call em how I see em (you don’t need him)
You know what makes me unhappy is 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 then we'll have a race of babies that 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 would the real men get up?
I know your fed up ladies,
but keep your head up，
Chorus]，
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’ll get brighter
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’get brighter
Aiyo, 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 had enough，
I often huffed and puffed about my curfew，
and broke the rules，
Ran 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 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 tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents，
It's hard to be legit and still pay the rent，
And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the 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 the 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，
and the truth is，
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，
Chorus]，
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’ll get brighter
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’get brighter
Keep ya head up
And uh，
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 nothin' worse than when your son，
wants to know 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，
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 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 your head up
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.763]Little something for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
[00:10.339]Some say the blacker the berry,
[00:12.745]the sweeter the juice，
[00:13.839]I say the darker the flesh,
[00:15.175]then the deeper the roots，
[00:16.777]I give a holler to my sisters on welfare，
[00:19.173]Tupac cares if don't nobody else care，
[00:22.389]And uh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot，
[00:25.323]When you come around the block brothas clown a lot，
[00:28.015]But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up，
[00:30.704]Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up，
[00:34.198]And when he tells you you ain't nothin don't believe him，
[00:36.917]And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him，
[00:39.860]'cause sista you don't need him，
[00:41.736]And I ain't tryin to gas up,
[00:43.324]I just call em how I see em (you don’t need him)
[00:45.474]You know what makes me unhappy is that，
[00:47.075]When brothas make babies and leave a young mother to be a pappy，
[00:51.089]And since we all came from a woman，
[00:53.225]Got our name from a woman
[00:54.548]and our game from a woman，
[00:56.698]I wonder why we take from our women，
[00:58.597]Why we rape our women,
[00:59.964]do we hate our women?
[01:02.355]I think it's time to kill for our women，
[01:04.245]Time to heal our women,
[01:05.618]be real to our women，
[01:07.758]And if we don't then we'll have a race of babies that hate the ladies that make the babies，
[01:13.355]And since a man can't make one
[01:15.219]He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one，
[01:18.698]So would the real men get up?
[01:20.839]I know your fed up ladies,
[01:23.247]but keep your head up，
[01:24.596][01:23.560]
[01:24.860]Chorus]，
[01:25.676]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[01:28.886]Keep ya head up
[01:30.749]Oh child, things’ll get brighter
[01:34.514]Keep ya head up
[01:35.308]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[01:40.115]Keep ya head up
[01:41.460]Oh child, things’get brighter
[01:43.045]
[01:45.212]Aiyo, I remember Marvin Gaye used to sing to me，
[01:48.718]He had me feeling like black was the thing to be，
[01:51.664]And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough，
[01:54.324]And though we had it rough,
[01:56.214]we always had enough，
[01:57.019]I often huffed and puffed about my curfew，
[02:00.951]and broke the rules，
[02:02.053]Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or two，
[02:03.126]I realized mama really paid the price，
[02:05.468]She nearly gave her life，
[02:07.103]To raise me right，
[02:09.280]And all I had to give her was my pipe dream，
[02:11.679]Of how I'd rock the mic,
[02:13.530]and make it to the bright screen，
[02:14.875]I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents，
[02:17.564]It's hard to be legit and still pay the rent，
[02:20.249]And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the pen，
[02:22.375]I try and find my friends,
[02:23.452]but they're blowin' in the wind，
[02:25.318]Last night my buddy lost his whole family，
[02:27.703]It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity，
[02:31.204]It seems the rain'll never let up，
[02:32.796]I try to keep my head up,
[02:34.400]and still keep from gettin' wet up，
[02:36.798]You know it's funny when it rains it pours，
[02:38.692]They got money for wars,
[02:40.285]but can't feed the poor，
[02:44.313]and the truth is，
[02:48.031]And then they wonder why we crazy，
[02:49.921]I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby，
[02:53.374]We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup，
[02:55.832]And even though you're fed up，
[02:57.433]Huh, ya got to keep your head up，
[02:58.493]
[02:58.760]Chorus]，
[03:00.874]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[03:03.572]Keep ya head up
[03:05.710]Oh child, things’ll get brighter
[03:08.954]Keep ya head up
[03:10.583]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[03:14.872]Keep ya head up
[03:16.486]Oh child, things’get brighter
[03:18.632]Keep ya head up
[03:18.898]
[03:20.218]And uh，
[03:21.303]To all the ladies havin' babies on they own，
[03:23.180]I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone，
[03:25.858]Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome，
[03:28.785]Thank the Lord for my kids,
[03:30.655]even if nobody else want em，
[03:32.803]Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure，
[03:34.687]And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more，
[03:38.452]Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son，
[03:40.859]wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'，
[03:43.803]You can't complain you was dealt this，
[03:45.391]hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless，
[03:48.596]Because there's too many things for you to deal with，
[03:51.022]Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless，
[03:53.959]While tears, is rollin' down your cheeks，
[03:59.622]Cause if it did, you couldn't take it,
[04:02.023]and don't blame me，
[04:03.086]I was given this world I didn't make it，
[04:06.030]And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold，
[04:08.983]From havin' the world on his shoulders，
[04:11.891]While the rich kids is drivin' Benz，
[04:13.518]I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' friends，
[04:17.252]And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but,
[04:20.201]Please, you got to keep your head up
Little something for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
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 uh, 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 nothin 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 up,
I just call em how I see em (you don’t need him)
You know what makes me unhappy is 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 then we'll have a race of babies that 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 would the real men get up?
I know your fed up ladies,
but keep your head up，
Chorus]，
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’ll get brighter
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’get brighter
Aiyo, 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 had enough，
I often huffed and puffed about my curfew，
and broke the rules，
Ran 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 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 tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents，
It's hard to be legit and still pay the rent，
And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the 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 the 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，
and the truth is，
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，
Chorus]，
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’ll get brighter
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up
Oh child, things’get brighter
Keep ya head up
And uh，
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 nothin' worse than when your son，
wants to know 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，
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 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 your head up
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.763]Little something for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
[00:10.339]Some say the blacker the berry,
[00:12.745]the sweeter the juice，
[00:13.839]I say the darker the flesh,
[00:15.175]then the deeper the roots，
[00:16.777]I give a holler to my sisters on welfare，
[00:19.173]Tupac cares if don't nobody else care，
[00:22.389]And uh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot，
[00:25.323]When you come around the block brothas clown a lot，
[00:28.015]But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up，
[00:30.704]Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up，
[00:34.198]And when he tells you you ain't nothin don't believe him，
[00:36.917]And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him，
[00:39.860]'cause sista you don't need him，
[00:41.736]And I ain't tryin to gas up,
[00:43.324]I just call em how I see em (you don’t need him)
[00:45.474]You know what makes me unhappy is that，
[00:47.075]When brothas make babies and leave a young mother to be a pappy，
[00:51.089]And since we all came from a woman，
[00:53.225]Got our name from a woman
[00:54.548]and our game from a woman，
[00:56.698]I wonder why we take from our women，
[00:58.597]Why we rape our women,
[00:59.964]do we hate our women?
[01:02.355]I think it's time to kill for our women，
[01:04.245]Time to heal our women,
[01:05.618]be real to our women，
[01:07.758]And if we don't then we'll have a race of babies that hate the ladies that make the babies，
[01:13.355]And since a man can't make one
[01:15.219]He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one，
[01:18.698]So would the real men get up?
[01:20.839]I know your fed up ladies,
[01:23.247]but keep your head up，
[01:24.596][01:23.560]
[01:24.860]Chorus]，
[01:25.676]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[01:28.886]Keep ya head up
[01:30.749]Oh child, things’ll get brighter
[01:34.514]Keep ya head up
[01:35.308]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[01:40.115]Keep ya head up
[01:41.460]Oh child, things’get brighter
[01:43.045]
[01:45.212]Aiyo, I remember Marvin Gaye used to sing to me，
[01:48.718]He had me feeling like black was the thing to be，
[01:51.664]And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough，
[01:54.324]And though we had it rough,
[01:56.214]we always had enough，
[01:57.019]I often huffed and puffed about my curfew，
[02:00.951]and broke the rules，
[02:02.053]Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or two，
[02:03.126]I realized mama really paid the price，
[02:05.468]She nearly gave her life，
[02:07.103]To raise me right，
[02:09.280]And all I had to give her was my pipe dream，
[02:11.679]Of how I'd rock the mic,
[02:13.530]and make it to the bright screen，
[02:14.875]I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents，
[02:17.564]It's hard to be legit and still pay the rent，
[02:20.249]And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the pen，
[02:22.375]I try and find my friends,
[02:23.452]but they're blowin' in the wind，
[02:25.318]Last night my buddy lost his whole family，
[02:27.703]It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity，
[02:31.204]It seems the rain'll never let up，
[02:32.796]I try to keep my head up,
[02:34.400]and still keep from gettin' wet up，
[02:36.798]You know it's funny when it rains it pours，
[02:38.692]They got money for wars,
[02:40.285]but can't feed the poor，
[02:44.313]and the truth is，
[02:48.031]And then they wonder why we crazy，
[02:49.921]I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby，
[02:53.374]We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup，
[02:55.832]And even though you're fed up，
[02:57.433]Huh, ya got to keep your head up，
[02:58.493]
[02:58.760]Chorus]，
[03:00.874]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[03:03.572]Keep ya head up
[03:05.710]Oh child, things’ll get brighter
[03:08.954]Keep ya head up
[03:10.583]Oh child, things are gonna get easier
[03:14.872]Keep ya head up
[03:16.486]Oh child, things’get brighter
[03:18.632]Keep ya head up
[03:18.898]
[03:20.218]And uh，
[03:21.303]To all the ladies havin' babies on they own，
[03:23.180]I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone，
[03:25.858]Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome，
[03:28.785]Thank the Lord for my kids,
[03:30.655]even if nobody else want em，
[03:32.803]Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure，
[03:34.687]And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more，
[03:38.452]Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son，
[03:40.859]wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'，
[03:43.803]You can't complain you was dealt this，
[03:45.391]hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless，
[03:48.596]Because there's too many things for you to deal with，
[03:51.022]Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless，
[03:53.959]While tears, is rollin' down your cheeks，
[03:59.622]Cause if it did, you couldn't take it,
[04:02.023]and don't blame me，
[04:03.086]I was given this world I didn't make it，
[04:06.030]And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold，
[04:08.983]From havin' the world on his shoulders，
[04:11.891]While the rich kids is drivin' Benz，
[04:13.518]I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' friends，
[04:17.252]And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but,
[04:20.201]Please, you got to keep your head up