Has It Come to This?

-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

Make yourself at home
We've got diesel or some of that homegrown
Sit back in your throne, turn off your phone 'cause this is our zone
Videos, televisions, 64s, PlayStations
Weigh up Henry with precision, few herbs and a bit of Benson
But don't forget the Rizla, lean like the Tower of Pisa
These are, I'll raise ya and this is the 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, 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 '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

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 bird them feelings, touch your toes then touch the ceiling
We walk the tightrope of street cred
Keep my dogs fed, all jungle, all garage heads
Gold teeth, Valentinos and dreads now
We 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'll 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
Speeding to the corner
Your mother warned ya, it's a sound system 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 Mile End to Ealing
From Brixton to Boundsgreen
My spitting's dirty, my beats are clean, so smoke weed and be lean
I step out my yard through the streets
In the dead heat, all I got's 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 subway
It's pay or play, these geezers walk the gangway
Deep seated urban decay, deep seated urban decay
Rip down posters I like from last week's big garage night
And the next Tyson fight
I cook 'em at ninety degrees Fahrenheit and don't copy the 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
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
Original Pirate Material
You're listening to The Streets, lock down your aerial