Southtown - P.O.D.

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 kid 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 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 o’song

Father fill my cup, give me strength to power up A life to shine, you’re the diamond in this rough

It ain’t gots to be like this

Don’t wanna throw up my fist

Don’t wanna be like this

Don’t wanna throw up my fist

I must resist

Here in the Southtown you know that kid 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