Interpret:

P.O.D.

Album:

The Fundamental Elements Of Southtown

Welcome to hard times 
Back again 
Like its never been 
For the fiirst 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 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, hey 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, gots to hold what is mine 
And thank God that I made it alive 


Here in the Southtown, hey 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, gots to hold what is mine 
And thank God that I made it alive 


One love, its easier said than done 
Can I rise above everything that's in my way? 
Like words you say 
You let your tongue get loose 
But when push comes to shove, not used to walking away 
I keep on looking up, cause these times, they getting tough 
Tomorrow's gone, and its the same old song 
Father fill my cup, give me strength to power up 
A life to shine, you're the diamond in this rough 


Here in the Southtown, hey 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, gots to hold what is mine 
And thank God that I made it alive 


Here in the Southtown, hey 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, gots to hold what is mine 
And thank God that I made it alive 


Dont wanna throw up my fist, aint gots to be like this 
Dont wanna throw up my fist, I must resist (4x) 


It aint gots to be (like this) (4x) 
Like this, ain't gots to be like this (like this) (3x) 
Like this, ain't gots to be, like, this (here in the Southtown!) 
Like this 


Here in the Southtown, hey 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, gots 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, gots to hold what is mine 
And thank God that I made it alive 


Here in the Southtown