Amen - The Bastard Sons lyrics

What you staring at What you staring at All your rooftop areas with your stereos In your ghetto ways from the hardline sons That find a way, to a better way, to get away from here The ba*tard sons, with your guns Were gonna fornicate, were gonna sterilise The ba*tards sons, with your hearts From your mortal lives, with your fragile lives All your rooftop areas, still you stare at us In your routines, were beside their sons They find a way, a better way, to get away from here The ba*tard sons, with your guns Were gonna fornicate, were gonna sterilise The ba*tard sons, with your hearts Brought from your boredom lives, with your fragile lives What you staring at What you staring at The ba*tard sons, with your guns Were gonna fornicate, were gonna sterilise The ba*tard sons, with your hearts Brought from your fertile lives, were gonna stand With you hearts, with your cause, were gonna live without any cause With your who*es, and your laws, were gonna stand in line Were your ba*tard sons