Southtown

标题:Southtown (2)

艺人:Payable On Death (P.O.D)

作词:P.O.D

作曲:P.O.D

制谱人:Tabbed by PiNs420@hotmail.com

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节拍:♩ = 120

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

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



One love it's 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, i'm not used to walking away

I keep on looking up, because these times are getting tough

Tomorrow's gone and it's the same o' 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 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

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



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

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