Ya steady hopin things don't all down this weekĬause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame meĪnd now my son's getten older and older and cold Hell of a hand without a man, feelin helplessīecause there's too many things for you to deal withĭying inside, but outside you're looking fearless Wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo' Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want emĬause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sureĪnd if you fall, stand tall and comeback for moreĬause ain't nuttin worse than when your son I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all aloneĭaddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome To all the ladies havin babies on they own We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor You know it's funny when it rains it pours I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity Last night my buddy lost his whole family I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rentĪnd in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen She nearly gave her life, to raise me rightĪnd all I had ta give her was my pipe dream Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or twoĪnd I realize momma really paid the price I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules He had me feelin like black was tha thing to beĪnd suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so toughĪnd though we had it rough, we always had enough Ooooo child things are gonna get brighter Īiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one That will hate the ladies, that make the babies Time to heal our women, be real to our womenĪnd if we don't we'll have a race of babies Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy You know it makes me unhappy (what's that) When you come around the block brothas clown a lotīut please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let upįorgive but don't forget, girl keep your head upĪnd when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe himĪnd if he can't learn to love you you should leave himĪnd I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the rootsĪnd uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Unlike most of the "Keep Ya Head Up" lyrics, I consider the lyrics of both of those songs to be inappropriate for children in part because of their sexual references/inferences. There also is a Hip-Hop song by another artist which has that line as its title. WARNING: The viewer comment thread of this video may contain profanity and sexually explicit or sexually suggestive comments that aren't suitable for children.įurthermore, another song by Tupac also includes the line "tryin to make a dollar outta 15 cents". The content of this post is presented for cultural, inspirational, and aesthetic purposes.ĭISCLAIMER: While I believe that most of 2Pac's "Keep Ya Head Up" is positive, I don't agree with all of that song's lyrics. That line is part of a floating verse that is included in certain English language playground rhymes. In my presentation of this song, I particularly focus on the meaning of the line "tryin to make a dollar out of 15 cents". This post showcase the 1993 Hip-Hop song "Keep Ya Head Up" by Tupac (2Pac).
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