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P.O.D. - Southtown

 

Welcome to the hard times, back again like it's never been
for the first time it seem to mess with my head
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 secong my eyes blink

Here in the Southtown you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the 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 kid don't play
Put it down in the 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 it's easier said then done
Can I rise above anything that gets in my way?
Like the words you say, you let your tongue get loose
And when push comes to shove, I'm used to walking away
I keep on looking up, because these times are getting tough
Tomorrow's gone and it's the same o' 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 you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the 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 kid don't play
Put it down in the 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.

DON'T WANNA THROW UP MY FIST, IT AIN'T GOTS TO BE LIKE THIS
DON'T WANNA THROW UP MY FIST, I MUST RESIST
(repeat x4)

LIFE DOESN'T GOTS TO BE LIKE THIS
(repeat x4)

LIKE THIS...

Here in the Southtown you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the 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 kid don't play
Put it down in the 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...


 

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