Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Ya Head Up

Little somethin' for my godson and a little girl named Corinne

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the
I say the the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a to my sisters on welfare
cares, if don't nobody else care
And uh, I know they like to beat ya a lot
you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your up
And he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you leave him
sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I call em how I see em
You know it me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a mother to be a pappy
And we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a
I wonder why we from our women
Why we our women, do we hate our women?
I think time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be to our women
And if we we'll have a race of babies
will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't one
He has no right to tell a when and where to create one
So will the men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but your head up

ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child are gonna get brighter

ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh things are gonna get brighter

Aiyyo, I remember Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin' like was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and the rules
Ran the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I momma really paid the price
She gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright
I'm tryin' to make a out of fifteen cents
It's to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm for tha pen
I try and my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy his whole family
It's gonna the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha never let up
I try to my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know funny when it rains it pours
They got for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no for the youth and the truth is
It ain't no hope for tha
And then they wonder why we
I blame my mother, for turning my into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a
And even you're fed up
Huh, ya got to your head up

ya head up, ooh child things are gonna get easier
Ooh child things are gonna get

And uh
To all the ladies havin' babies on own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all
Daddy's long gone and he you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm
And if you fall, tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nothin' worse than when son
Wants to kno' why his daddy love him no mo'
You can't complain you was this
Hell of a hand a man, feelin' helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal
Dying inside, but outside you're looking
While tears, is rollin' down cheeks
Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and blame me
I was given world I didn't make it
And now my son's gettin' and older and cold
From the world on his shoulders
While the kids is drivin' Benz
I'm still tryin' to hold on to my friends
And it's crazy, it it'll never let up, but
Please, you got to keep your up