P.O.D. - Southtown Lyrics
Welcome to hard times, back again like its never beenFor the first time it seem to mess with my headWhen i realize what it takes, can i relateWith whatever, but never will it drive me to hateCould be the next guy that you take before i wakeNow i lay me down to sleep, eyes tight when i prayThis her is real life, circumstances make you thinkShould i be counting my blessings, the next second my eyes blinkHere in the southtown you know that kid don't playPut it down it the streets, will i see another dayIf i make it back this time, gots to hold what is mineAnd thank god that i made it aliveIt ain't got to be like thisDon't wanna throw up my fist, don't wanna be like thisDon't wanna throw up my fist, i must resistIt ain't gots to be like this