POD - Southtown (ep version) lyrics

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