the streets Has It Come To This lyrics

Has It Come To This

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You're listening to the streets
Locked down your aerial

Make yourself at home,
We got diesel or some of that home grown,
Sit back in your throne
Turn off your phone,
Cause this is our zone,
Videos, televisions,
64's and play stations
Weigh up a Henry with precision
Few herbs and a bit of Benson
Don't forget the Rizla
Lean like the tower of Pisa
These are, our ways ya,
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 white or black
Smoke weed, chase brown 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 lord and his children,
Triple team here of rude boys
Come rain or snow
The buddah flows
You don't know?
Stand on the corner watch the show
Cause 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

Chorus

I'm just spittin
Think i'm ghetto stop dreamin
My data's streamin
I'm givin your bird them feelings
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Touch your toes then touch the ceiling
We walk the tightrope of street cred
Keep my dog's fed
All jungle all garage heads
Gold teeth Valentino's and dreds now
Cause you were verbally slapped up
Physically tip top
Spinally ripped up
I do the science on my laptop
And I get my boys mashed up
You're listening to the streets
You will bear witness to some amazing feats
Bravery in the face of defeat
All line up and grab your seat
Cause Tony's got a new motor
SR Nova driving like a joyrider
Speed into the corner
Your mother warned ya
Sound system banger

Chorus

My underground train runs from Mile End to Ealing from Brixton to bounds green
My spittin's dirty my beats are clean
So smoke weed and be lean
I step out my yard thru the streets
In the dead heat all I got's my spirit and my beats
I play fair don't cheat,
And keep the gangstas sweet
Turn the page
Don't rip it out act 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 thru the subway
It's pay or pay these geezers walk the gangway
Deep seeded urban decay, deep seeded urban decay
Ripped down posters alight from last weeks big garage night & the next Tyson fight
I cook em at 90 degrees Fahrenheit
And don't copy the copyright
I got em in my sights
Blinded with the lights
Take em dizzy new heights,
Blinded with the lights blinded with the lights
Dizzy new heights

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