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Video Karaoke Keep Ya Head Up - 2Pac & Dave Hollister

Este tema es una versión de Keep Ya Head Up, que popularizó 2Pac
feat. Dave Hollister

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Mismo tempo que el original: 86.105 BPM

Tonalidad idéntica al original: DO♯m

Duración: 04:25 - Escuchar en: 02:25

Fecha de publicación: 1993
Géneros: Rap & Hip-Hop, En inglés
Compositor original: 2Pac, Stan Vincent, Daryl L. Anderson, Roger Troutman

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Letra Keep Ya Head Up

Little somethin' 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
Ho oh oh oh oh oh oh
I give a holla to my sisters on welfare
2Pac cares if don't nobody else care
Ho oh oh oh oh
And uh
I know they like to beat you down a lot
When you come around the block brothers clown a lot
But please don't cry
Dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget
Girl keep ya head up
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
'Cos sister you don't need him
And I ain't tryin' to gas you up
I just call 'em how I see 'em
You don't need him
You know what makes me unhappy
What's that
When brothers make babies
And leave a young mother
Ho yeah yeah yeah to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
Oh yeah
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women
Do we hate our women
Why, why
Why, why, why, why, why
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
Oh yeah babe
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 huh but keep ya head up
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep, keep ya head up
Ooh child
Things'll get brighter
Keep, keep ya head up
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep, keep ya head up
Ooh child
Things'll get brighter huh
Ayo I remember Marvin Gaye used to sing to me
He had me feelin' 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
Oh yeah yeah yeah
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or two
Yeah
I realize Mama really paid the price
She nearly gave her life to raise me right
Oh yeah hey
And all I had to give her was my pipe dream
Was my pipe dream of how I'd rock the mic and make it to the bright screen
Oh yeah here we go
I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay your rent
Oh yes uh
And in the end it seems
I'm headin' for the pen'
I try to 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
Oh no no no
It seems the rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up
Oh no no no oh no no no and still keep from gettin' wet up
Oh no no no oh no no no
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars but can't feed the poor
Oh no no no no no no
Said it ain't no hope for the youth when the truth is it ain't no hope for the future
My, my, crazy
And then they wonder why we crazy huh
I blame my mother for turnin' my brother into a crack baby
Yeah
We ain't meant to survive 'cos it's a setup
And even though you're fed up huh
Oh no
Ooh child
You got to keep ya head up
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh child
Things'll get brighter
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh child
Things'll get brighter
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 your lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids even if nobody else want 'em
You're all by yourself
'Cos I think we can make it
In fact I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and come back for more
Oh oh oh oh
'Cos ain't nothin' worse than when your son wants
I know, I know 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
I know you were
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Oh oh oh
Dyin' inside but outside you're lookin' fearless
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
While the tears is rollin' down your cheeks you're steady hopin' things don't all fall this week
Yeah
'Cos if it did you couldn't take it
And don't blame me
Yeah
I was given this world
I didn't make it
Oh yeah
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 survivin' friends
Oh yeah yeah
And it's crazy
It seems it'll never let up but
Oh oh yeah
Huh please
You got to keep ya head up

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