P.O.D. - Southtown


Welcome to hard times, back again like it's never been.
For the first time it seems to mess with my head.
So when I realize what it takes, can I relate.
With whatever, but never will it drive me to hate.
Could I 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 on 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.

Life has got to be like this   (4x)
Life isn't got to be like this (4x)

IT AINT GOT TO BE LIKE THIS. DONT WANT TO THROW UP MY FIST.
DONT WANNA BE LIKE THIS. DONT WANNA THROW UP MY FIST. I MUST RESIST.

Life has got to be like this   (4x)
Life isn't got to be like this (4x)

Here in the southtown you know that kids don't play.
Put it down on 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.


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