The Streets - Has It Come to This? lyrics
[The Streets - Has It Come to This? lyrics]
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
Make yourself at home
We got diesel or some of that homegrown
Sit back in your throne and 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 our ways, yeah
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 boodah 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 Bounds Green
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 gang way
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
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 got diesel or some of that homegrown
Sit back in your throne and 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 our ways, yeah
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 boodah 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 Bounds Green
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 gang way
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