our hope for the ladies
with the babies in the hood
that makes something out of nothing.
Get their kids what they could.
What's good is that it don't fade you.
What made you keep your head up
when he felt that he played you?
You said, fuck it, you were fed up.
But wait up,
you made up your mind to stay down.
He felt the test and left.
That's why daddy's not around.
Our brown mujeres go through this
pedo all the time.
I know I won't make a difference,
but I'm handling mine.
Now we're the brunt,
but with time,
it's what our kids absorb.
Which begins in the day
you cut the umbilical cord to the Lord
and reach for strength.
That at times runs out
Through your kids you earn your price
Simon that's what it's about
Now you burn it and keep it
So you won't go weak
Feeling healthy and proud
When you lay down to sleep
It's deep, you realize
A new world you live in
Dedicated to the ladies
From that bald Mexican, uh
Don't cry, dry your eyes
It'll be alright, lady
Don't cry, dry your eye s
Oh yeah, don't cry, dry your eyes
It'll be alright lady,
don't cry, dry your eyes
Just hold
Got the job, el jale,
welfare wasn't enough
Though the week was kickin' in,
hard times got tough
Had to bust your ass
so your babies could eat
Livin' the real life task,
beatin' shit in sleep
Five times a week, le chingas,
which means you put in work
Your baby's without a pops,
and you pretend it don't
hurt your middle
Don't understand,
it seems you're paying dues
That baby you got,
can and will grow to choose
Who's in this life, who's not,
the moral and plot
Go to school, then make bank,
or on the streets getting shot
Not things you like to think of,
not what you like to see
So watch your baby's footsteps,
but let them be who they'll be
Me, I'll represent,
give love when it's due
when my morro needs me esa,
I'll be there too
I'll do what I have to, to stay alive
I might fight tonight,
but tomorrow I'ma rise
Si muño do your pedo,
hang around with that culeto
But don't forget mija,
the morros come primero
Yo los quiero los morros,
porque yo también fui
And as they start to grow up,
you're gonna help them see
Why we live the way we do,
how to learn to stay true
No fucking up in school,
cause their ass will be through
Just some shit that's on my mind,
not trying to tell you what to do
If you feel I'm out of line,
then just say, fuck this food
Pero si entiendes, feel it,
you gotta keep it real
Don't walk through callejones
and don't talk about the steel
They should know que hay desmadre,
a muchos les vale madre
Pa' que sepan decir que
las calles ya se saben
La clave de esta ro la es loca,
no estás sola
No te traigas los corajes
porque se van a hacer bolas
Fucking you up at the end,
end up having to pretend
Stay strong and proud, and baby,
find that Mexican
Don't cry, try and rise
It'll be alright, lady
Don't cry, try and rise
Oh yeah
Don't cry, try and rise
It'll be alright, lady
Don't cry, try and rise
Just hold on you
Wicked 
