I Was Given This World I Didn’t Make It!
Keep ya head up ya’ll… ^_^
This is the song that I brought to my mother to listen to when I was 12 years old…
but she did not HEAR or Feel the lyrics, the way I did.
Please listen to my story… Listen to 2PAC’s story… !!!
Lyrics:
Some say the blacker the berry
Tha sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh and the deeper the roots
I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, but don’t nobody else care
I know they like to beat ya down a lot
And when ya come around the 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 aint nothin’
Don’t believe him
And if he can’t learn ta love ya, you should leave him
Cause sister you don’t need him
I aint tryin to gash up, but I just calle ‘em how I see em
Ya 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 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
Well have a race of babies
That 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 your fed up ladies
But keep ya head up
Refrain
Oooooo child things are gonna get easier
Oooooo child things are gonna get brighter
Oooooo child things are gonna get easier
Oooooo child things are gonna get brighter
I remember marvin gay, used to sing to me
He had me feelin like black was the thing ta be
And suddenly the 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 the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had to give her was my pipe dreams
Of how I’d rock the mic and make it to the big screen
Im tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Its hard ta be legit and still pay the rent
And in the 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
Its gonna take the man in me
To 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 aint no hope for the youth and the truth is
There aint 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 aint meant ta survive, cause it’s a setup
And even though ya fed up
Ya got ta keep ya head up
R.I.P. TUPAC: Your war is over & now I’m fighting with you !!!
Lord, Please bless all of the followers of TUPAC because he wuz a REAL NIGGA!
DARE TO GET INSPIRED… BY TWIZZTED TIFFI!
Feel my brutha’s & my sistas, listen to our pain too!
