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P.O.D.
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| Southtown
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Welcome to hard times, back again like its never been. for the first time it
seems to mess with my head. when i realize what it takes, can i realate. 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.
[chorus:] here in the southtown you know that kid dont 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.
One love its 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, im not used to walking away. i keep on looking up, because
these times are getting tough. tomarrows gone and its the same o song.
father fill my cup, give me strength to power up. a life to shine, youre the
diamond in this rough.
IT AINT GOTS 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.
[chorus:] [chorus:] here in the southtown you know that kid dont 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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25.Sep.2001 01:09:09 |
Letzer Aufruf |
14.Jun.2004 17:06:04 |
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| Southtown
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Welcome to hard times, back again like its never been. for the first time it
seems to mess with my head. when i realize what it takes, can i realate. 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.
[chorus:] here in the southtown you know that kid dont 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.
One love its 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, im not used to walking away. i keep on looking up, because
these times are getting tough. tomarrows gone and its the same o song.
father fill my cup, give me strength to power up. a life to shine, youre the
diamond in this rough.
IT AINT GOTS 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.
[chorus:] [chorus:] here in the southtown you know that kid dont 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. |
Eingetragen |
25.Sep.2001 01:09:09 |
Letzer Aufruf |
14.Jun.2004 17:06:04 |
Besucher |
375 |
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