Keep Ya Head Up (Letra)

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[kid trying to sound like he’s crying]

[Jadakiss] Whattup little man? What’s the matter?
[lil’ man] I wish I didn’t have to be here
[Jadakiss] It’s not that bad..
Could always be worse, yaknahmsayin?
All you gotta do, is stay in school
Anything you wanna do you could do yaknahmsayin baby?
No matter what though, gotta keep your head up to the sky

[Jadakiss]
This goes out to, all the infants
in this cold world that was born addicted
And to all the section eight kids
Just remember these four words y’all – we gon’ make it
The government keep on tryin to fool us
The system, keep on tryin to lose us
And all we can do is keep buyin computers
And (?) all now ‘fore it start goin down
We gotta hold our head, keep our pride
Though it hurts when I see people sleep outside
Little babies with no socks on, eatin popcorn
We all know what they moms and they pops on
Out go the love when the drugs come
They never got nuttin for Christmas, and they ain’t Muslim
This is a jewel, a lot of us was them
This is a jewel, a lot of us was them

[Chorus: Ann Nesby]
Your head to the sky.. my my, my
You can win – you can win – if you keep your head
As long as you keep – your head – your head to the sky
My my, my..

[Jadakiss]
Uhh, to my lockdown niggaz keep your head in the sky
To my shot down niggaz keep your head in the sky
I don’t know if it’s better to ride, or better to die
And that’s why there’s red in my eye
Cause people don’t know what the ghetto is like
Either you make it out, or the terrible life
I don’t wanna be a broke bastard
And everybody in the hood got somebody in they fam’ with a coke habit
You work for minimum wage
I’ma get in the game, get shot or a bid in the cage
It’s a risk I gotta take – and I’ma be the nigga
with the bricks and the stash and the biscuit outta state
And even though I’m blessed with the gift
I gotta move cause the pain and the sickness gotta wait
I go extremely hard – why let up?
And I can breathe long as I keep my head up

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Jadakiss]
Uhh, uhh – uh-huh, uhh – uh..
Aiyyo I come from a place where it’s three strikes out
And your life’s on the line, so we iced out
Summertime gettin money, three dice out
Tanktops, and jean shorts, we Niked out
Headbands, and four wheelers
Jeeps and Coupes and convos, about who know more killers
It’s all wrong but it’s all right
It’s a small world; matter fact it’s a small life
We all trip but the way to survive
is hold your head and make sure you fall right
And it’s a quite fact, that whatever goes around comes right back
It’s just like that
And we tryin to touch major paper
Everybody in the struggle it gets greater later
Never say can’t, it’s better to try
And you can breathe long as you keep your head in the sky

[Ann Nesby]
Don’t you let nobody stop you, mm
Heyy, heyyy, yeahhh!

[Chorus – 2X w/ variations]

[ad libs and Chorus by Ann Nesby to the end]

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Keep Ya Head Up (Letra)

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Little something for my god son elija and a little girl named koreem

Some say tha blacker tha berry
Tha sweeter tha juice
I say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha roots
I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, but don’t nobody else care
I know they like ta beat ya down a lot
And when ya come around tha block brothers clown a lot
But please don’t cry, dry ya eyes
Never let up
Forgive but don’t forget girl keep ya head up
And when he tells you you ain’t nothin
Don’t believe him
And if he can’t learn ta love ya, you should leave him
Cuz sister you don’t need him
I ain’t tryin ta gash up, but i just callem how i see ‘em
Ya know what makes me unhappy
When brothers make babies
And leave a young mother ta be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman
And out 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 ta kill for our women
Time ta heal our women
Be real to our women
And if we don’t
We’ll have a race of babies
That hate tha ladies that make tha babies
And since a man can’t make one
He has no right ta tell a woman when and where ta create one
So will tha real men get up
I know your fed up ladies
But keep ya head up

Chorus
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

I remember marvin gay, usta sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing ta be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn’t seem so tuff
I thought we had it rough, we always had enough
I often huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke tha rules
Ran with tha local crew and had a smoke or two
And realize momma really paid tha price
She nearly gave her life, ta raise me right
And all i had ta give her was my pipe dreams
Of how i’d rock tha mic and make it to tha big screen
I’m tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It’s hard ta be legit and still pay tha rent
And in tha end it seems i’m headin for tha penn
I try and find my friends, but they’re blowin in tha wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It’s gonna take tha man in me
Ta conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain will never let up
I try ta keep my head up and still keep from getting wet up
You know it’s funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can’t feed tha poor
Sad there ain’t no hope for tha youth and tha truth is
There 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 ta survive, cause it’s a setup
And even though ya fed up
Ya got ta keep ya head up

Keep Ya Head Up (Letra)

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Little something for my god son elija and a little girl named koreem

Some say tha blacker tha berry
Tha sweeter tha juice
I say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha roots
I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, but don’t nobody else care
I know they like ta beat ya down a lot
And when ya come around tha block brothers clown a lot
But please don’t cry, dry ya eyes
Never let up
Forgive but don’t forget girl keep ya head up
And when he tells you you ain’t nothin
Don’t believe him
And if he can’t learn ta love ya, you should leave him
Cuz sister you don’t need him
I ain’t tryin ta gash up, but i just callem how i see ‘em
Ya know what makes me unhappy
When brothers make babies
And leave a young mother ta be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman
And out 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 ta kill for our women
Time ta heal our women
Be real to our women
And if we don’t
We’ll have a race of babies
That hate tha ladies that make tha babies
And since a man can’t make one
He has no right ta tell a woman when and where ta create one
So will tha real men get up
I know your fed up ladies
But keep ya head up

Chorus
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

I remember marvin gay, usta sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing ta be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn’t seem so tuff
I thought we had it rough, we always had enough
I often huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke tha rules
Ran with tha local crew and had a smoke or two
And realize momma really paid tha price
She nearly gave her life, ta raise me right
And all i had ta give her was my pipe dreams
Of how i’d rock tha mic and make it to tha big screen
I’m tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It’s hard ta be legit and still pay tha rent
And in tha end it seems i’m headin for tha penn
I try and find my friends, but they’re blowin in tha wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It’s gonna take tha man in me
Ta conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain will never let up
I try ta keep my head up and still keep from getting wet up
You know it’s funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can’t feed tha poor
Sad there ain’t no hope for tha youth and tha truth is
There 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 ta survive, cause it’s a setup
And even though ya fed up
Ya got ta keep ya head up

Keep Ya Head Up (Letra)

Jadakiss

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

[Verse One]
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

[Chorus – repeat 2X]
Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

[Verse Two]
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

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
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