Welcome To Hard Times
Back Again Like Its Never Been For The First Time
It Seem To Mess With My Head
When I Relaize What It Takes
Can I Relate It 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 Sothtown
You Know That Kid 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
It Ain't Gots 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