Some say the blacker the better,
I say the darker the flesh
I give a holler to my sister's
Tupac can 't, if don't nobody else can
When you come around the block,
dry your eyes, never let her
Forgive her, don't forget,
And when he tells you you ain't nothin',
And if you can't learn to love
her, you should leave him
Cause sister, you don't need him
And I ain't tryin' to gas you up,
I just call him how I see him
My brothers make names and leave
a young mother to be attached
And since we all came from a woman,
got our name from a woman, and I came 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,
things are gonna get easier
things are gonna get easier
Head up, ooh child, things will get brighter
He had me feeling like black
And though we had it rough,
I hopped up off of my curfew
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 life
Dream of how I'm off the mic,
and make it to the right string
I'm trying to make a dollar out
It's hard to be legit, and still pay your rent
It seems I'm headin' for the pen I tried to find my friends,
but they're blowin' in the wind
Last night, my body lost its whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to
It seems the rain'll never let
up I try to keep my head up
And still keep from gettin' wetter
You know it's funny when it rains,
Said it ain't no hope for the youth
it ain't no hope for the future
And didn't wonder why we crazy I blame my mother
for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive
And even though you fed her
Give me your bed, ooh child
Things are gonna get easy
Give me your bed, ooh child
Give me your bed, ooh child
Things are gonna get easy
Ooh child, things will get brighter
To all the ladies havin' babies on their own
I know it's kinda rough and
Daddy's long gone and he left
Thanks a lot for my kids even
Cause I think we can make
And if you fall stand tall
Cause ain't nothin' worse than
when your son wants to know
Why his daddy don't love him no more
You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a
hand without a man feeling helpless
Because there's too many things
While the tears is rolling
You're standing hoping things
Cause if it did you couldn't take it,
And now my son's getting old,
I ain't old, I ain't cold
From having the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids are drivin' big,
I'm still try in' to hold on to survivin' friends.
it seems I'm never let up.
Please, you gotta keep your head up.
