ฟังเพลงHas It Come to This?

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock 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

64s, PlayStations

Web henry with precision

Few herbs and a bit of Benson

But don't forget the Rizla

Lean like the Tower Of Piza

These are...

A ways a...

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 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

Trip or team of your rudeboys

Come rain or snow the boodah flows

You don't know

Stand on the corner

Watch the show cause life moves slow

Sort your shit out and then roll

Sex, drugs and on the dole

Some men rise, some men fall

I hear you call

Stand tall now

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

I'm just spittin'

Think I'm ghetto, stop dreaming

My data's streaming

I'm givin your bird them feelings

Touch your toes then touch the ceiling

We walk the tight rope of streed cred

Keep my dogs fed

All jungle, all garage heads

Gold teeth, Valentinos and dreads now

Verbally slapped up, physically tip top

Spinally ripped up

I do the science on my laptop

And 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

Drivin like a joyrider

Speeding to the corner

Your mother warned you to sound system banger

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

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 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 rage

Move to the next stage

Lock the rage inside the cage

Like SK, it's a new day

But don't take the shortcut subwaythrough the

Its pay or play

These geeers walk the gangway

Deep-seated urban decay

Deep-seated urban decay

Rip down posters alight from last week's big garage night

And the next Tyson fight

I cook 'em at 90 degrees farenheit

and don't copy the copyright

I got 'em in my sights

Blinded with the lights

Taken to dizzy new heights

Blinded with the lights

Blinded with the lights

Dizzy new heights

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' Streetsto The

Lock down your aerial

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial

Has it come to this

Oh, oh oh oh

Original pirate material

You're listenin' to The Streets

Lock down your aerial ...