in our minds and in our hearts we feel that hardcore music should stay out of big business and stay in the streets where it belongs all you kids out there always keep the faith it s been a few years now we re going strong we ve been through a lot of good and bad some gave up they had no heart for you and me this world won t tear us apart from the east coast to the west coast inside myself i can hear the screams the style all over it may be different but in our hearts it s all the same bust it don t forget the struggle don t forget the streets don t forget your roots and don t sell out what the fuck has happened to you you think you re a rock star you re trapped inside a cage your ego trip has brainwashed you you forgot the past now your future won t last it won t last street kids had your back right from the start played your music day and night for what you stood for they would even fight now your eyes have turned fire red to money green they ve turned fire red to money they ve turned fire red they ve turned fire red they ve turned fire red they ve turned fire red to money green never give in to any of their fuckin shit from the east coast to the west coast inside myself i can hear the screams the style all over it may be different but in our hearts it s all the same i can hear the screams i can hear the screams i can hear the screams inside myself i can hear the screams