Southtown - Lyrics - P.o.d.

Welcome to hard times Back again Like its never been For the fiirst time It seems to mess with my head So when I realize what it takes Can I relate With whatever but never will it drive me to hate Could be the next guy that you take before I wake Now I lay me down to sleep, eyes tight when I pray This here is real life, circumstances make you think Should I be counting my blessings The next second my eyes blink? Here in the Southtown, hey you know that kids don't play Put it down in the streets, will I see another day If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine And thank God that I made it alive Here in the Southtown, hey you know that kids don't play Put it down in the streets, will I see another day If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine And thank God that I made it alive One love, its easier said than done Can I rise above everything that's in my way? Like words you say You let your tongue get loose But when push comes to shove, not used to walking away I keep on looking up, cause these times, they getting tough Tomorrow's gone, and its the same old song Father fill my cup, give me strength to power up A life to shine, you're the diamond in this rough Here in the Southtown, hey you know that kids don't play Put it down in the streets, will I see another day If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine And thank God that I made it alive Here in the Southtown, hey you know that kids don't play Put it down in the streets, will I see another day If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine And thank God that I made it alive Dont wanna throw up my fist, aint gots to be like this Dont wanna throw up my fist, I must resist (4x) It aint gots to be (like this) (4x) Like this, ain't gots to be like this (like this) (3x) Like this, ain't gots to be, like, this (here in the Southtown!) Like this Here in the Southtown, hey you know that kids don't play Put it down in the streets, will I see another day If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine And thank God that I made it alive Here in the Southtown, you know that kids don't play Put it down in the streets, will I see another day If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine And thank God that I made it alive Here in the Southtown