Luyện nghe bài hát Southtown (ep version)

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Welcome to hard times back again like it's never been for the time
Seems to with my head so when I realize what it takes
Can I relate with whatever but never will you drive me to
Could be the next guy that you take I wake
Now I lay me down to sleep, eyes tight I pray
her is real life, circumstances make you think
Shall I be counting my blessings, the second my eyes blink

in the Southtown and you know that kids don't play
Put it down in the streets, will I see day
If I make it back this time, got to what is mine
And thank God I made it alive
Here in the Southtown and you know that don't play
Put it in the streets, will I see another day
If I make it back this time, got to what is mine
And thank God that I made it

One love it's easier said than
Can I rise above that gets in my way?
Like you say, you let your tongue get loose
And push comes to shove, I'm not used to walking away
I keep on looking up, because times are getting tough
Tomorrow's gone and it's the old song
Father fill my cup, give me strength to up
A life to shine, you're the diamond in rough

Here in the Southtown and you that kids don't play
Put it down in the streets, I see another day
If I make it back this time, got to hold what is
And thank God I made it alive
in the Southtown you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the streets, will I see day
If I make it this time, got to hold what is mine
And God that I made it alive

It ain't got to be this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, I must
wanna throw up my fist, it ain't got to be like this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, I resist
Don't wanna throw up my fist, it ain't got to be this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, I must
Don't wanna throw up my fist, it ain't got to be this
Don't throw up my fist, I must resist

It got to be
It got to be
It got to be
It got to be

isn't got to be like this
Life isn't got to be this
isn't got to be like this
Life got to be like this
in the Southtown
now

Here in the and you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the streets, I see another day
If I make it back time, got to hold what is mine
And God that I made it alive
Here in the you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the streets, will I see day
If I it back this time, got to hold what is mine
And thank God that I made it alive, in the Southtown