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    Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II)

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      About "Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II)"

      Lyrics for 2Pac - "Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II)"

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

      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

      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

      Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
      ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

      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

      SONGWRITERS:
      Schack, Carsten / Karlin, Kenneth / Cooper, Rufus / Greenidge, Malcolm R / Shakur, Tupac Amaru
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