Keep Ya Head Up Chords by 2Pac

[Intro]

[Verse]
N.C.                                 
Little something for my godson Elijah
             E               
And a little girl named Corin
G#7 Bsus4 E B7 G#7
■   ■     ■ ■  ■  
             Amaj7                 A                
Some say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
      G#m                                           
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
       E          G#m           A7     
I give a holla to my sisters on welfare
G#m                                   
Twopac cares if don't nobody else care
    E                              A         
And I I know they like to beat you down a lot
     B7                  G#m                       
When you come around the block brothers clown a lot
    E            A                             
But please don't cry dry your eyes never let up
G#m                                          
Forgive but don't forget girl keep ya head up
E                         A                           G#m
And when he tells you you ain't nothin' don't believe him
       G#m                                            
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
F#m7   E          F#m7          
'cause sister you don't need him
            B7                                                
And I ain't tryin' to gas you up I just call 'em how I see 'em
E                      B7     
You know what makes me unhappy
                   G#m   
When brothers make babies
G#m                                   
And leave a young mother to be a pappy
E                  B7               
■ And since we all came from a woman
    G#m                                       E    
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
  A                                
I wonder why we take from our women
       B    G#m                           
Why we rape our women do we hate our women
  E                  B7                
I think it's time to kill for our women
     G#m                                   
Time to heal our women be real to our women
E                                          
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
     G#m                                      
That will hate the ladies that make the babies
E                             
And since a man can't make one
       B7                 G#m                               
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
E       F#m7         A     
So will the real men get up
                     B7                        
I know you're fed up ladies but keep ya head up


[Chorus]
             G#m    A7 E7    A7
Keep ya head up ooh ■  child ■ 
B7                         
Things are gonna get easier
                E        
Keep ya head up ooh child
E7        A A7 G#m         
Things'll ■ ■  get brighter
                E         A
Keep ya head up ooh child ■
G#m                        
Things are gonna get easier
                E        
Keep ya head up ooh child
E7            A7 E7      
Things'll get ■  brighter


[Verse]
      F#m7                         A         
Ayo I remember Marvin Gaye used to sing to me
          G#m                                   
He had me feelin' like black was the thing to be
    E                          A            
And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough
           G#m                                 
And though we had it rough we always had enough
         E                              A              
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
           B7    G#m                        
Ran with a local crew and had a smoke or two
    E                     F#m7          
And I realise Mama really paid the price
           B7                             
She nearly gave her life to raise me right
                          F#m7                  
And all I had to give her ■    was my pipe dream
   G#m                                                  
Of how I'd rock the mic and make it to the bright screen
E                    B7                         
I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
                      G#7           A       
It's hard to be legit and still pay the rent
       E                A                      
And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the pen
         A7                          G#7                
I try to find my friends but they're blowin' in the wind
E                   A7                   
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
     G#m                                              
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
E                    A           
It seems the rain'll never let up
              G#m                                        E 
I try to keep my head up and still keep from gettin' wet up
              F#m7          G#m           
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
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They got money for wars but can't feed the poor
E                  A                 
Say there ain't no hope for the youth
        G#m                                     
And the truth is it ain't no hope for the future
E                                
And then they wonder why we crazy
        G#m                                           E   
I blame my mother for turnin' my brother into a crack baby
                  A                          
We ain't meant to survive 'cause it's a setup
G#m                           A#7
And even though you're fed up huh


[Chorus]
B7                        
You got to keep ya head up
                G#m      
Keep ya head up ooh child
       G#m                 
Things are gonna get easier
                E        
Keep ya head up ooh child
          G#m B7 G#m     
Things'll get ■  brighter
                E        
Keep ya head up ooh child
           G#m             
Things are gonna get easier
                E7       
Keep ya head up ooh child
              G#m      G#7
Things'll get brighter ■  
                  E                       A       
And uh to all the ladies havin' babies on they own
            B7                     F#7         B7   
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone
             F#m7        F#7         A7           
Daddy's long gone and he left you by your lonesome
          G#m                                          
Thank the Lord for my kids even if nobody else want 'em


[Verse]
E                     A                       
'cause I think we can make it in fact I'm sure
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And if you fall stand tall and come back for more
E      F#m7          A                       
'cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son
      G#7             G#m         G#7             
Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no more
E         F#m7             A         
You can't complain you was dealt this
          G#m                                
Hell of a hand without a man feelin' helpless
E                                       A           
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
B7                                      G#m     
Dyin' inside but outside you're lookin' fearless
E                      A               
While tears is rollin' down your cheeks
           G#m7                                   
You steady hopin' things don't fall down this week
A                                    
'cause if it did you couldn't take it
                G#m                                       
And don't blame me I was given this world I didn't make it
E          F#m7  A                      
And now my son's gettin' older and older
    G#m                               A        
And cold from havin' the world on his shoulders
E                      A           
While the rich kids is drivin' Benz
          G#m                                   
I'm still tryin' to hold on to survivin' friends
E        A                                
And it's crazy it seems it'll never let up
B   G#m                           A      
But huh please you got to keep ya head up


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