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Lyrics + Audio: 2Pac – Keep Ya Head Up

The song “Keep Ya Head Up” is a hit single recorded by 2Pac featuring R&B singer Dave Hollister in 1992 and was released in October 28, 1993.

The song is dedicated to all the black women and especially Latasha Harlins.

Latasha Harlins was a 15-year-old African-American girl who was murder with a gun shot to the head by a liquor store owner called Ja Du. She was killed over a bottle of juice. Harlins was putting a bottle of orange juice in her backpack with money in her hand to pay, but Du accused her of attempting stealing and shot her after the argument. Du was never sentence to prison, that 2Pac takes into heart and wrote several songs for the little girl. Such as “Something 2 Die 4 (Interlude)” – (“Latasha Harlins, remember that name… ‘Cause a bottle of juice is not something to die for”), “Thugz Mansion” – (“Little Latasha, sho’ grown/Tell the lady in the liquor store that she’s forgiven/So come home”), “I Wonder If Heaven Got a Ghetto” – (“Tell me what’s a black life worth/A bottle of juice is no excuse, the truth hurts/And even when you take the shit/Move counties get a lawyer, you can shake the shit/Ask Rodney, Latasha, and many more”), “White Mans World” – (“Rest in Peace to Latasha, Little Yummy, and Kato) and “Hellrazor” – (“Dear Lord if ya hear me, tell me why/Little girl like Latasha, had to die”).

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2Pac – Keep Ya Head Up Lyrics

  Audio: 2Pac – California Love

Intro
Little something for my godson Elijah
And a little girl named Corin

Verse 1
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
I give a holla to my sisters on welfare
2Pac cares if don’t nobody else care
And 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
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
‘Cause, sister, you don’t need him
And I ain’t tryin’ to gas you up, I just call ’em how I see ’em
You know what makes me unhappy?
When brothers 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 ya head up

Hook
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things’ll get brighter
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things’ll get brighter

  Lyrics: Zlatan Ibile ft Tiwa Savage – Shotan

Verse 2
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
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with a local crew and had a smoke or two
And I realize Mama really paid the price
She nearly gave her life to raise me right
And all I had to give her was my pipe dream
Of how I’d rock the mic and make it to the bright screen
I’m tryin’ to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It’s hard to be legit and still pay the rent
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
It seems the 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 the future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother for turnin’ my brother into a crack baby
We ain’t meant to survive, ‘cause it’s a set-up
And even though you’re fed up, huh, you got to keep ya head up

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Hook
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things’ll get brighter
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things are gonna get easier
Keep ya head up, ooh, child
Things’ll get brighter

Verse 3
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
‘Cause I think we can make it; in fact, I’m sure
And if you fall, stand tall and come back for more
‘Cause ain’t nothin’ worse than when your son
Wants 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
Because there’s too many things for you to deal with
Dyin’ inside, but outside you’re lookin’ fearless
While tears is rollin’ down your cheeks
You steady hopin’ things don’t fall 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 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
And it’s crazy, it seems it’ll never let up
But please, you got to keep ya head up

 

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