- Come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
turn off your phone 'cause this is our zone
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 an d 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,
We're on a mission, support the cause, sign a petition,
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,
You don't know? Stand on the corner,
watch the show 'cause life moves slow
Sort your shit out then roll, sex,
Some men rise, some men fall,
I hear your call, stand tall now
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
I'm just spitting, think I'm ghetto? Stop dreaming,
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,
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
You're listening to The Streets
You'll bear witness to some
Bravery in the face of defeat
All line up and grab your seat
'Cause Tony's got a new motor
Your mother warned ya, it's
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
My Underground train runs from Mile
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
all I got's my spirit and my beats
I play fair, don't cheat and
Turn the page, don't rip it out at your age,
Lock the rage inside the cage,
But don't take the shortcut
these geezers walk the gangway
Rip down posters I like from
last week's big garage night
I cook 'em at ninety degrees Fahren
heit and don't copy the copyright
Blinding with the lights,
taken to dizzy new heights
Blinding with the lights,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
You're listening to The Streets,
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,
Has it come to this? Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're listening to The Streets,