P.o.d. - Southtown (ep Version) lyrics

Welcome to hard times, back again like its 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 her 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 it 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 It ain't got 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 It ain't gots to be like this