The Streets
The Streets - Has it come to this? lyrics
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Has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial yo make yourself at home we got diesel or some of that home-grown sit back in your thrown turn off oyur phone 'cos this is our zone videos, televisions, 64's, playstations, ?webhenry? with precision a few herbs and a bit of Benson but don't forget the Rizla lean like thet Tower of Pisa these are, our ways yeah and this is a day in the life of a geezer for this ain't a club track pull out your sack and sit back whether you're white or black, smoke weed, chase bown or toot rock we're on a mission support the cause, sign a petition summon all your wisdom the music's a gift from the man on high, the lord and his children triple team here of rude boys come rain or snow, the buddha flows you don't know? stand on the corner, watch the show, 'cos life moves slow sort your shit out then roll sex, drugs and on the dole some men rise, some men fall I hear your call, stand tall now has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial I'm just spitting think I'm ghetto? Stop dreaming my data's streaming I'm giving your them feelings touch your toes and touch the ceiling we walk the tight-rope of street-cred keep my dogs fed all jungle, all garage heads gold teeth, valentinos and dreads now we were verbally slapped-up physically ripped-up I do the science on my lap-top and I get my boys mashed up you're listening to The Streets you'll bear witness to some amazing feats bravery in the face of defeat all line up and grab your seat 'cos Tony's got a new motor, SR Nova driving like a joy-rider speeding to the corner your mother warned ya, it's a sound-sysytem banger has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial my underground train runs from Brixton to Boundsgreen my spitting's dirty and my beats are clean so smoke weed and be lean I step out my yard through the streets in the dead heat all I've got is my spirit and my beats I play fair, don't cheat and keep the gangsters sweet turn the page don't rip it out at your age move to the next stage lock the rage inside the cage like SK, it's a new day but don't take the shortcut through the sub-way it's pay or play, these geezers walk the gangway deep-seeded urban decay, deep-seeded urban decay, deep-seeded urban decay rip down posters alight from last weeks garage night and next weeks Tyson fight I cook 'em at 90° farenheight and don't copy hte copyright I got 'em in my sights blinding with the lights taken to dizzy new heights blinding with the lights, blinding with the lights dizzy new heights Has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial Has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial Has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial Has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial has it come to this? (oh, oh, oh, oh) original pirate material you're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial