young boy is killed 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