Message to the Youth [Street Anthem]

[Intro] (Yo… ParkSide forever, homie) To be honest, I seen too much pain, But I’m here to guide the youth through the struggle, Listen… ⸻ [Pre-Verse] They don’t know about the hunger, they don’t know about the nights, They don’t know about the homies doin’ time for they life, To the young ones watching, better open your eyes, This life take more than it ever gonna provide. ⸻ [Verse] Coming from the bottom where the streets raise soldiers, Lost a couple homies, now my heart turn colder, Tattoo tears, every scar got a story, Tryna’ change my path but the block still call me. Mama used to cry, prayin’ late through the struggle, But I was outside tryna’ flip another bundle, Enemies lurk, but my spirit never crumble, Life is a gamble, I stay ready for the rumble. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] To be honest, I seen too many mothers cry, Homies in the grave and some still doin’ time, Chasin’ all that fast money only come with pain, Better think twice, lil’ homie, don’t play the game. ⸻ [Chorus] To be honest, this life don’t come with no rules (no rules), Either ride for the block or you end up on the news (on the news), To the youth, lil’ homie, better watch what you choose (what you choose), ‘Cause a coffin or a cell is the prize that you lose (that you lose). ⸻ [Post-Chorus] Stay solid, keep your head, don’t fold, Even when the world turn the nights so cold, Dream bigger than the hood, don’t sell your soul, Your family worth more than the dirt you stroll. ⸻ [Verse] Lost in the smoke, heavy thoughts on my mind, My lil’ boy at home, so I’m steady on the grind, Ducking from the cops, running outta time, Writing in my notes, tryna’ walk a straight line. Momma up late, always worried ’bout her son, But I’m trapped in the game, and it’s hard to overcome, Chasing these bills, stack it up till it’s done, Living with demons, but I’ll never let ’em run. ⸻ [Pre-Verse] I know the streets watchin’, I know the feds lurk, Everything I gained came straight from the dirt, The game don’t love you, it only bring hurt, Choose a better road, lil’ homie, know your worth. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] To be honest, I seen too many mothers cry, Homies in the grave and some still doin’ time, Chasin’ all that fast money only come with pain, Better think twice, lil’ homie, don’t play the game. ⸻ [Chorus] To be honest, this life don’t come with no rules (no rules), Either ride for the block or you end up on the news (on the news), To the youth, lil’ homie, better watch what you choose (what you choose), ‘Cause a coffin or a cell is the prize that you lose (that you lose). ⸻ [Post-Chorus] Stay solid, keep your head, don’t fold, Even when the world turn the nights so cold, Dream bigger than the hood, don’t sell your soul, Your family worth more than the dirt you stroll. ⸻ [Verse] I’m rolling through my varrio, streets know my name, Rest in peace to all my homies, this life ain’t a game, Gold chains on my chest, but it don’t hide the pain, Every time I hit the block, it don’t feel the same. Loyal to my brothers, even ones in the cage, Writing letters to the homies, keep your head through the rage, I know tomorrow ain’t promised, so I live for today, Still keep it G, till they lay me in the grave. ⸻ [Bridge] A lot to lose but I’ll never let ’em take me, Tryna’ break free but the streets still made me, Voices of my homies in the sky still save me, Living in the struggle, but the struggle never break me. ⸻ [Chorus] To be honest, this life don’t come with no rules (no rules), Either ride for the block or you end up on the news (on the news), To the youth, lil’ homie, better watch what you choose (what you choose), ‘Cause a coffin or a cell is the prize that you lose (that you lose). ⸻ [Outro] Yeah… ParkSide por vida, Rest in peace to the fallen, This one for the youth, homie… Don’t let the block take your future, Stay solid, stay free…