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Copyright = Southtown - POD

Welcome to 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 second my eyes blink
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, got 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, got to hold what is mine
And thank God that I made it alive
One love it's easier said than done
Can I rise above anything that gets in my way
Like words you say, you let your tongue get loose
And when push comes to shove, I'm not used to walking away
I keep on looking up, because these times are getting tough
Tomorrow's gone and it's the same old song
Father fill my cup, give me strength to power up
A life to shine, you'r the diamond in this rough
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, got 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, got to hold what is mine
And thank God that I made it alive
It ain't got to be like this
Don't want to throw up my fist
Don't want to be like this
Don't want to throw up my fist
I must resist, it ain't got to be like this
I must resist, it ain't got to be like this
I must resist, it ain't got to be like this
I must resist, it ain't got to be like this
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, got 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, got to hold what is mine
And thank God that I made it alive
Here in the southtown