| Welcome to hard times, back again like it’s never been
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| For the first time it seem to mess with my head
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| When I realize what it takes, can I relate
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| With whatever, but never will it drive me to hate
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| Could be the next guy that you take before I wake
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| Now I lay me down to sleep, eyes tight when I pray
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| This here is real life, circumstances make you think
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| Should I be counting my blessings, the next second my eyes blink
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| Here in the Southtown you know that kid don’t play
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| Put it down in the streets, will I see another day
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| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine
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| And thank God that I made it alive
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| One love it’s easier said than done
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| Can I rise above anything that gets in my way?
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| Like words you say, you let your tongue get loose
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| And when push comes to shove, I’m not used to walking away
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| I keep on looking up, because these times are getting tough
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| Tomorrow’s gone and it’s the same o’song
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| Father fill my cup, give me strength to power up A life to shine, you’re the diamond in this rough
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| It ain’t gots to be like this
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| Don’t wanna throw up my fist
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| Don’t wanna be like this
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| Don’t wanna throw up my fist
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| I must resist
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| Here in the Southtown you know that kid don’t play
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| Put it down in the streets, will I see another day
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| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine
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| And thank God that I made it alive |