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Keep Ya Head Up Verses w/hook
- //VERSE 1:
- Cold and frozen, homophobic, we're so misogynistic,
- it's like we're spewing venom, it's raining toxic liquid,
- so many problems with this game, yo we got to fix it,
- we're cocky and it's locked, this shit is post apocalyptic,
- it's like wars are started in this game, "sockin' bitches",
- stirring up a crock of it, the opposite of poppin' sick shit,
- I ain't talkin' 'bout our soldiers being helicopter lifted,
- yo I'm addressing our divides, so blast, stop and listen,
- hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,
- black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,
- I see young black males being treated, came from nothing,
- I was poor, took a skill I had, I'll later make it something,
- I can't relate, I'm white, I've never been tarred and feathered,
- hanged, burned to death, shot while my arms are severed,
- it was '09, and I was hangin' with my rich black friend,
- I didn't even know I'd the be the junior KRIT back then,
- I was a poor white male, still he got the stares, it's twisted,
- and it was late December, couple days, and Merry Christmas,
- They say it's rude, abuse it, this music, I use it, stupid,
- try to get the message across for future youth's blueprint,
- didn't find out all my life that I was stuck in a bubble,
- I didn't think I had a privilege, I would trudge in the rubble,
- man it's crazy how we don't even think, walk around it,
- instead I'm here with Kid to spit the truth and talk about it
- //HOOK (X2)
- Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier
- (keep your head up)
- Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get brighter
- (keep your head up)
- //VERSE 2:
- Not only am I here to talk the treatment of blacks,
- but also disrespect of women, man that's evil, in fact,
- y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,
- y'all don't care unless it's publicized and stirs controversy,
- man the Mollie rapes are stupid, and you ain't even know it,
- you bigots do not affect me, I'm a living, breathing poet,
- I know it's nice to have a lot of money once ya spark a name,
- but all I hear is "money, hoes, I'm the shit, cars and chains",
- don't get me wrong, I'd love to go and sign with famous labels,
- but greed and jealousy would take over like Kane and Able,
- Mama told me "be the best", so I'll go and the change the game,
- I'd hate to see this music stagnant, watch it remain the same,
- that vibe that oozes through, I can take it, stage is in lights,
- and I'm able to write so I can go and SAY WHAT I LIKE!
- I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,
- I could say that I'm a baller with the riches and dough,
- Lorde said it, man it's private flights, Maybach, and Cristal,
- but then say you're from the ghetto and you're packing pistols?
- That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,
- and then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,
- I'll admit I'd like to see that happen, I think that shit is funny,
- we all have a dream like King said about a bit of money,
- but y'all wonder why there's very little peace, we're fed up,
- to the oppressed out there, go on, just keep your head up
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