Oh here goes another gift for this world

 This world that keeps filling my body with holes

 My scars they itch and I pick my scabs and I grow

 While they all try to cut my throat

 But god ain't gonna let me go to my grave

 Without showing you what he has made

 There’s a war outside

 There’s a war outside and just know that if I die

 Know that I fought all my life for this

 There’s a war outside and if I should die tonight

 Whether it’s wrong or its right I’ll be missed

 There’s a war outside

 And when morning brings her light we'll be his

 There’s a war outside

 Bow your heads and close your eyes

 Oh my brothers and sisters we’re trapped in this hole

 But we’re kept down here because it’s all about control

 But we’re trapped together so well stick tight and out of the cold

 And they’ll reap just what they’ve sewn

 God ain't gonna let us go to our graves without showing them what he has made

 Seen my first body when I was a kid

 I thought sleeping in streets was just something they did

 Then I grew older I never grew up

 I wouldn’t let them take something I didn’t get enough of

 I put a whole life sentence in these streets

 I didn’t sleep a wink I had to kill to eat

 They tried to make it so I didn’t see 25

 And when I did I thanked god and then I retired

 There’s a war outside

 I hear all these critics talk but I listen to none

 Cause none of them have ever been where music comes from

 And none of them have ever stepped foot inside a slum

 And none of them have ever wrapped their hands around a gun

 And squeezed till its empty and it locks up and it’s done

 And feel the man on the other sides last breath leap out his lungs

 I’ve been doing this here since I was young

 So next time you speak about me just cut out your fecking 

 tongue