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
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