young boy is k**ed by a gun toting driver he caught him cuase the kid went too far when the mad was asked why he replied with conviction i caught the young punk throwing stones at my car stones at my car uncle sam's on the billboard stars and stripes shining as i drive by he's a message for me the sign reads the constant preparation for war this is the preservation of peace there's a war in our streets there's a war in our streets and we're loading our minds with the word self-defence take someone's life for crossing over our fence there's a war in our streets there's a war in our streets and we're loading our minds with the word self-defence take someone's life for crossing over our fence that's the freedom tricks on his door sent an old man's heart racing tricks on his mind broke his patience in two he answered the door with the crack of a rifle paper boy dies delivering the news he becomes the news fold heroes and murders they're condoned and condemned they're crucified and idolized for taking their stand is this how we live? all good people on guard defending our rights in the home and native land there's a war in our streets there's a war in our streets and we're loading our minds with the word self-defence take someone's life for crossing over our fence there's a war in our streets there's a war in our streets and we're loading our minds with the word self-defence take someone's life for crossing over your fence that's the freedom