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