Bomb Our Yard

Can you hear me?
 I've got something to tell ya...
 So I look up then look round, what's on my telly?
 Something here is getting rotten, dirty and smelly
 I can feel the earth wobble like I'm walking on jelly
 Can you hear me? I've got something to tell you
 It's about birth certificates, yes, traded as stocks
 Own a sanctum and the owning of the flock
 The big bad gangster, bankster on top
 Of the corrupt shop that the cops don't stop
 Why too much television killing my vision?
 On a mission, gonna free my mind from the system
 Burn Babylon down, all children listen
 Your mind is in a prison sitting, killing your wisdom
 In a mind fitting, sitting in a prison
 Most people are dumbed down, dead or kipping
 Gonna bet on getting better, but a bullet is hissing
 Sent with derision to my holy dominion
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, and give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 We are still living under maritime laws
 Government has the right to send our kids to war
 Treating us like suckers, devil don't miss tricks
 Except the one son that returned to eclipse
 The big bad man with a hand gun in his handbag
 Standing by a smoker with a fag in his hand
 Planned to move fast, like a bomber off ash
 Bought from a man that wanted hard cash
 Stoned on an old phone, smoking home-grown
 I'm spying my horizon like a government drone
 Marking my ground on a studio cone
 I spit it on the mic like the guns of Navarone
 I break chains like an escaped slave, frothing
 At the mouth, wanting blood and a soap washing
 I'm a cop dodging gyal and I never be stopping
 Kicking the door down if you're caught not in
 Oh, you can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, and give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can push real hard
 But you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can push real hard
 But you'll never tear us apart
 I'm standing as a dissident saying, "Listen up, president
 I'm your tenant resident that pays you tax and dividends
 Indifferent you seem to be to people who are suffering
 Because you are warmongering, I solemnly declare you're in"
 A bit of trouble, yes, that this bubble is exploding
 An explosion that is gonna take you out, so pay attention
 Emotions that I'm throwing should awaken eyes are open
 Barely coping with this global chaos that you're growing
 Oh, you can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can bomb our yard, take us off pitch, and give us the red card
 You can push real hard, but you'll never break us and tear us apart
 You can bomb our yard