Streets Filmography

• Rita Larson's Boy (2011)

Streets, The Filmography

• Glastonbury 2011 (2011)

• Streets - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
• Streets - Savatage
• Streets - Avenged Sevenfold
• Streets - Discount
• Empty Cans - Streets
• Without A Blink - Streets
• Who Got The Funk? - Streets
• Who Dares Wins - Streets
• When You Wasn't Famous - Streets
• What Is He Thinking? - Streets
• Weak Becomes Heroes - Streets
• We Can Never Be Friends - Streets
• War Of The Sexes - Streets
• Two Nations - Streets
• Turn The Page - Streets
• Trust Me - Streets
• Too Much Brandy - Streets
• The Irony Of It All - Streets
• The Hardest Way To Make An Easy Living - Streets
• The Escapist - Streets
• Such A Twat - Streets
• Stay Positive - Streets
• Sharp Darts - Streets
• Same Old Thing - Streets
• Roof Of Your Car - Streets
• Puzzled By People - Streets
• Pranging Out - Streets
• Outside Inside - Streets
• Omg - Streets
• Not Addicted - Streets
• Never Went To Church - Streets
• Memento Mori - Streets
• Lock The Locks - Streets
• Let's Push Things Forward - Streets
• It's Too Late - Streets
• It Was Supposed To Be So Easy - Streets
• I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way - Streets
• Hotel Expressionism - Streets
• Has It Come To This? - Streets
• Going Through Hell - Streets
• Get Out of My House - Streets
• Dry Your Eyes - Streets
• Don't Mug Yourself - Streets
• Could Well Be In - Streets
• Can't Con An Honest John - Streets
• Blinded By The Light - Streets
• Alleged Legends - Streets
• Geezers Need Excitement - Streets
• Fit But You Know It - Streets
• Fake Streets Hats - Streets
• All Goes Out The Window - Streets
• ABC - Streets
• A Blip On A Screen - Streets
• Streets - Atomic Rooster
• Streets - Piledriver
• Streets - Dreamscape
• Streets - 8Ball & MJG
• Streets - Above The Golden State

Now I sound so raw, cos im down by law, tryna play me cos im rapping I will break yo jaw, catch a
nigga in these streets make you take clothes off, leave you dead butt naked, man you fuckin with a
boss, cross pass with me, im in the hood all them watts in the bronx where they cater all around
the devil block, trouble not, im ready for em, niggas they know im ready for them, im the hardest
ima ?? so im heated heavy for it, why you lookin for me nigga wit yo lookin ass, meet me at the
club all my niggas get to whippin ass, then a nigga sue me, sue me nigga pos'ed to be thug, nigga
pos'ed to be street, pull your skirt down nigga cos we smellin' yo pussy, the whole bottom line is
you cant fuck wit' me, Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (streets!), cos' im a thug by
nature, thug by nature, gotta keep thuggin', im thuggin', gotta keep thuggin', im thuggin'.
you looking, for me, ill be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
if you looking, for me, ill be, rolliin'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
Its the black rag assassin, fourty fo' mag blast, and black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge
magnum, gangbang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil, wit homicidal intentions I reign
terror, on any cliq or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, ima tickin time bomb let it finish the
job, lyrical damage on one, two punch, crush you amateurs, box and watch me execute like
(cockins?), my flow piping hot scorchin, proceed with caution murder any mc, ya soul is lost, when
im ridin with them bone thugs, black glocks and chrome slugs, parked on the block with the nose
up, get ready for the face off, Nicholas Cage aint got shit on a nigga wit a fuckin grenade, one
man army, only two things in the world can call me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, i never
back down, never back down, never back down, now let the bone thugs back.
If you lookin, for me, ill be, rollin,
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
if you lookin, for me, ill be, rolliin!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
Now we them niggas in them black dickies and steel toe boots, stomp on that nigga that got a
pistol but he still gon' shoot, cos' he a hoe, like halfa' these niggas is rappin', ima' let you
know, these niggas is actin' and puttin' on a fancy show, we done checked these niggas, met these
niggas man I dont respect these niggas, i'm a real mother fucking T-H-U-G, original hate to be a
critic, but yo shit I aint feelin, no, you niggas is elementary, i got history, lyrically you cant
see me, physically ill bring your misery, seriously, you niggas aint been hearing me, but listen
to these other niggas hits, you hear my twist they blew my shit, but its all good, cos we keep it
all hood, and when we see niggas get rolled dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother
fuckin' money on the wood, bitch niggas would be gone if they could, but ima' shut em down, ima'
shut em down, ima' shut em down, bone niggas known not to fuck around!
If you lookin, for me, ill be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you lookin, for me, ill be, rolliin'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
If you lookin!..
I got my hand on my balls, grippin in the raws, hood star, shit could be my boulevard, you know
im in the streets, I aint hard to reach, on some cool shit and some beef shit nigga im in the
streets, this aint my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasin paper allways, and I know how to get
it, and pissy hallways, in the raw way, you can get it how you live, nigga step the wrong way, I
let it bang b-bang bang, im the street for real, and i love it but you know how the gameplay got
me ready to kill, somebody, but its all good, wit' these shows at my steets nigga all good, gotta
be stackin my paper like thats all I know, these niggas is playin, I gotta get it like lock and
load, winter through summer, summer back through to winter, we hustlin dawg, hustlin, hustlin,
hustlin, give it all you got, give it all you got, hustlin, niggas is talkin bout weed now watch
yo mouth!
If you looking, for me, i'll be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you looking, for me, i'll be, rolliin'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.

As darkness falls so hard
Come and play, yeah
Somewhere, out there
Alone and out of place
Streets of illusion
Sooth the shattered faith
I've been a runner, I've been a sinner
I've been inside my head
I sit here staring, never quite caring
And this is where it has led
These streets glitter in the dark
Don't sleep, red eyes sunken and stark
Dream deep, in her arms where you are safe
These streets never sleep still they never wake
Somewhere out there
Gardens bloom and grow
Children awaken
To a world they know
Somewhere there's sunshine
Somewhere the light's kind
Somewhere they seek the day
Somewhere there's no scene
Somewhere the air's clean
But somewhere is so far away
These streets glitter in the dark
Don't sleep, red eyes sunken and stark
Dream deep, in her arms where you are safe
These streets never sleep still they never wake
Somewhere the light is kind, is kind
No, oh yeah
Welcome children
From the other side
In the darkness
Your eyes are opened wide
Here there are answers on the edge dancers
Here the night hides our sins
And if you listen while the streets glisten
Here's where our story begins
These streets glitter in the dark
Don't sleep, red eyes sunken and stark
Dream deep, in her arms where you are safe

You live your whole life staring at a wall, your mind goes blank sooner now you will fall.
You never learned the things you say to know now, but how?
There seems to be a difference, two different types of kids.
The ones who go out and the ones that are taught to live.
One groups taught how and the other group is taught why.
There's no need to tell you what's in my mind, but in the game of life I'm doing fine.
No reason to tell you which way to be.
Cause the streets have opened my eyes to see.
Look what's happening now.
What are the reasons why and how?
And don't you think it sounds stupid when someone's treated

He walked the highway.
He felt the sky and he wished to be part of a peaceful past.
Awake in the hallway.
I can't bring you down my way.
I'm waiting for it all just to explode.
Step out into the street.
Look. What do you see?
Is there anything familiar, Mom?
He's got a gas mask on.
Everybody's waiting for the bomb.

If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day I will,
No-ones going to fucking tell me jack,
But can you rely on anyone in this world?
No you cant; its not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans
Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start,
Its fucked up that a mans life can just be attacked,
Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on,
Unknown cunts for mates i was given that don't have my back.
Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the TV for me,
But i layed it down telling him to fuck right off chap.
Phoned this company out the yellow pages;
Told them to take away the TV and fix it quick snap.
The next day they took away the TV and told me they'd repair the little bit,
Thats broken round on the back.
I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top,
This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand.
No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.
Coz No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.
The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine,
To say he's found something in the back of the TV,
I'm looking at it absolutely speechless,
Cant quite believe he's trying to pull this fucking stunt on me.
I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back,
But he's trying to tap me up for more money.
He says its not like that and im like fuck off and die,
And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three.
He says dont talk to me like that, and i don't understand,
Face is in his face and i tell him i understand perfectly.
And he grabs my shirt and i grab his face with my hand,
So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek.
Now im trying to pull his head down so i can knee it,
But he's got my ear; he's twisting it round so much that its really hurting me.
And we both go down on the floor, and he pushes my head back;
Onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony.
Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen, and out of the door,
Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' at me.
So here i am in my house, drinking on my own settee;
Everyones a cunt in this life, no-one's there for me.
No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.
Coz No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.
If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day I will,
No-ones going to fucking tell me jack,
But can you rely on anyone in this world?
No you cant; its all my fault theres wall to wall empty cans.
I sat in the kitchen all fucked off,
Imagining over and over what they're all doing behind my back.
Dodgy things going on, actions i regretted,
Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt.
Scott texted me telling me he'll have a look at the TV for me,
And I Felt like just telling him to fuck right off chap.
But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates,
And then opting to stay out - it seemed to match.
But i's told him he could make it up by fixing the TV,
He said thats the least he could do to square things flat.
I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad,
This is where everything started to all turn back.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
He had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could pull the panel off the back,
To get in the fecking thing;
But just as he did so, he said he saw something,
That slipped inside behind the panel - down the back of it.
Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe,
I didn't want to lose the bill incase it was a final warning.
So we both treid to get the back off and work out if there was any more screws to get out,
Or if we left any in.
And when he looked down the back of the TV, his eyes just froze,
Before he rammed his hand in saying, no shit.
He's looking at me absolutely speechless, he can't quite believe what hes trying to pull out the slip.
I get up wondering what he's smiling about, he's shaking his head at this point,
With the biggest of grins;
I look down the back of the TV and thats where it was, in all its glory - my thousand quid.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house,
Coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone.
I really feel like things clicked into place at some point,
Or maybe its the fact that me and Alison really got on.
Or maybe its that i realised that it is true;
No-ones really there fighting for you in the last garison.
No-one except yourself that is, no-one except you.
You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done.
Scott can't have my back til the absolute end,
Coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon.
He's gotta to make sure he's not lonely, not broke.
It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above.
I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat,
Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun.
My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high;
I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,

I sleep with one eye open
Sometimes I might close em
But if immediate action is required I'm fucking loaded!
I know my exit strategies
And I never plan anything so that in 15 minutes I can be absolutely
Anywhere
Within radio contact
But once I'm on point and the radio contacts are noisey we go dark
Coz life moves pretty slow
If you don't even show up for the show you might never know!
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
All the people in the place
All the people in the place
Any hesitation
Anything tying you to the bed where you sleep - you're dead on your feet!
There's nothing on my person but money & a shirt
In case any unexpected fun shit should occur
Where I have to think on my feet
And plan it on my own
Hand to hans solo!
Or tab it back home
Coz life moves pretty slow
If you don't even show up for the show you might never know!
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
All the people in the place
All the people in the place
Take time in any new environment to relax
But if fenced in advance the best defence is attack!
Piss poor planning proceeds any proper party
Where you don't know your out-outs until you're shouting
Don't hang back like a bore
Backs packed by the door
Rags in a black backpack and a dashed in passport
Coz life moves pretty slow
If you don't even show up for the show you might never know!
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
All the people in the place
All the people in the place
Coz life moves pretty slow
If you don't even show up for the show you might never know!
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
I'll go out without a blink
Out without a blink
I'll go downtown without thinking
And shout over a drink
All the people in the place

Oi oi oi Lee Satchell you bastard
Stop trying to shag the birds and fight the geezers
Mines a Kronenberg mate
The streets
Who got the funk?
Geezers geezers geezers
Who got the funk?
Original pirate material
Day in the life of a geezer
Crispy, rosco, englands glory
Uniq, locked on, andy lewis
All Birmingham geezers
All London heads
Barnet, Brixton, Beckenham
You're listening to the streets
Original pirate material
Day in the life of a geezer
Day in the life of a geezer
This is just a groove

It's who dares wins in the city
Sit pretty
Locked On not Tripoli
Get dressed for the party
As i spit simile after simile
Got the latest Nikes on my feet
The streets merely reflect this bass line and beat
Lock on to 102.6 the streets
Kronenburg double doves and herbs actions speak louder than words
Get fucked up sat on the curb
Street geezers
Accept me as your own
Let me make myself at home
I just ain't a clone
Still got the monsta boy ring tone though
Raised as a northern star

Ahhh see... Right see the thing that's got it all f*cked up now is camera-phones.
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers, when I know they've
all got cameras?
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.
The celebrity pages in papers don't tell tales that are always to the line of the truth.
It's 'til a line (of coke) at which most likely you'll have the time, or enough finance to sue.
Which is why it's so frightening buying papers in the morning fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop.
'Cos I used to believe what I read, so now I know that others will believe that it's true
But I realised, with you the truth could be, a whole lot worse than the flack.
My whole life I never thought I'd see, a pop star smoke crack.
And I must admit I was quite shocked, with that thing you did with me on my back.
But, outside in the lobby, I shouldn't have laughed when you slapped that man.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.
You were so much fun, I really got to like you more than you liked me,
I really hoped that you'd stay.
Considering the amount of prang you'd done, you looked amazing on cd...uk.
You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing, get in the van, zoom away (reeeoow).
I wake up high, (unknown) feel hung over and sorry for my doomed day.
But I know I got a bit close to you, and that you found it f*cking boring.
You taught me so much about how to deal with the (?).
And what version of a rumour would be next day everyone's story of me.
You taught me all the realities and "turn the page & ignore 'em".
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.
Anyway, I had to rest my beer hat, delete my dealer's number and unroll my bank notes.
And we were on borrowed time anyway, what with the daily toilet papers not knowin'.
And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you, when they found out, I would've been mocked.
Which is ironic, 'cos in reality, standing next to you I look f*cking soft.
Whenever I see you on MTV, I can't stop my big wide smile.
And past the "children's appeal", I see the darkness behind.
We both know the scratches on my back, much better than the alludes and lies.
I miss the bitchin' and shoutin', but I'm glad I got out in time.
When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.
You can't keep f*cking popstars, we've got a f*cking business to run. There are industry repercussions,

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
Can't seem to do anything but stare
My C.P coat is lyin' just there
Draped over the edge of that dusty chair
All fits into place suddenly
Yeh my coat was hangin up under my stairs
But one day it went leaving the cupboard bare
The facts all click in and become square
He stole it while I was unaware
But why's he denying it when it's so bate
Looking at the telly, won't look over straight
Why's he not flappin' and explaining away?
To one very fuckin' frustrated mate
Dan's been trustin' every word Scott says
He believes in mates so fair play
But Scott's story is too far outweighed
And I'm gonna act before its too late
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
This must all look a bit weird
It's Mike's C.P coat sittin here
Draped over the chair
So that it appears to all fit me up suddenly
And clear i'm gonna have to just try and volunteer
An answer 'bout the man who left the bomber here
He must've picked it up from Mikes dear
Girls house When the weather wasn't clear
The man must've thought it was Simone's coat
We didn't think it was Mike's coat though
I can't just deny it cos my face shows
Lookin at the telly's not aidin', no
I can't tell Mike this man didn't know
And innocently borrowed the coat at Simone's
Cos then Mike would demand to know
Why this man was even at Simone's
That frown could mean anything
What the fuck am I gonna do now?
He know's I'm lyin'
I wish I could read his mind
It's written all over my face
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
What the fuck's he saying she had the garm'
Either he has gone John Barnes
Or he's tryin to spin me a con's yarn
He think's he's the fucking don gar
How long have I undergone his smarm?
Shruggin' it all off as fun charm
If he don't stop lookin' at the TV though
I'm gonna wrap the cable round his wee throat
Hang on Scott says Simone had the coat
Where did he see her on the d.low
What is it I don't need to know?
Is he scheming to be near Simone?
In the club I wondered what was on the go
Dan was tryin to keep Scott from being close
And Scott teefed me money and his teefed me coat
And he's trying to steal me girlfriend from under me nose
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
Right I can't be bothered with this no more
I'm gonna have to tell him I owe him the score
I wish I could tell him about the dough on the draws
That's somethin' I don't know, I swore
The coat thing will look dodgy loads more
If I don't throw it down as the crow soars
I'd better put the video on pause
Face up toe-to-toe over the floor
He really needs to know how his jacket
Miraculously appeared round my gaff, here
And the man that left it's been shagging
Mike's girl behind Mike's back and thing
This shit's all got a bit out of hand
There's no options I'm all down on plans
I'm jus' gonna have to split it now, man
Tell Mike the person that bought the coat round

Turn left up the street
Nothing but grey concrete and dead beats
Grab something to eat
Maccy D's or KFC
Only one choice in the city
Done voice in my pity now lets get to the nitty gritty
Tune reminds me of my first e
Like unique still sixteen and feelin horny
Point to the sky feel free
A sea of people all equal smiles in front and behind me
Swim in the deep blue sea cornfields sway lazily
All smiles all easy where you from, what you on and what's your story
Mesmerizing tones risin pianos this is my zone so stop clonin
Pick paper scissors or stone
Coz me and you are same i known you all my life i don't know your name
The names European Bob sorted anyway
Gonna have dance now see you later please to meet you
Likewise a pleasure
We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing
We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing
The night slowly fades and goes slow motion
All the commotion becomes floatin emotions
Same piano loops over
Arms wave eyes roll back and jaws fall open
I see in soft focus
Chattin to this bloke in the toilets
Dizzy new heights blinded by the lights
These people are for life its all back to his place at the end of the night
They could settle wars with this
If only they will imagine the worlds leaders on pills then imagine the mornin after
Wars causing disaster don't talk to me i don't know ya
But this aint tommorow and for now i still love ya
Hours fly over sail round diamonds and pearls never seen so many fit girls
Discover new worlds look at my watch can't focus
Last two hours i lost every move fills me with lust
All of life's problems i just shake off
Mad little events happen things map out and a few blue maddens alight the toilets
Big beefy bouncers out to reveal us geezers on e's and first timers kids on whizz darlins on
Charlie
All come together for this party
All races many faces from places you never heard of
Where you from what's your name and what you want
Sing to the words flex to the fat one
The tribal drums the sun's risin we all smile we all sing
We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing
We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing
Then the girl in the café taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by I'm older
Memories smoulder winters colder
But that same piano loops over and over and over
The road shines and the rain washes away
The same Chinese takeaway selling shit in a tray
It's dark all round I walk down same sight same sounds new beats though
Solid concrete under my feet
No surprises no treats the world stands still as my mind sloshes round
The washing up bowl in my crown
My life's been up and down since i walked from that crowd
We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing
We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing
Out of respect for Johnny Walker,
Paul Okenfold, Nicky Hollaway, Danny Rampling,
And all the people who gave us these times,
And to the governement I stick my middle finger up
With regards to the criminal justice bill,
For all the heroes I met along the way
The weak become heroes and the stars align

Saying i love you forever, wont hold us together
A dove and a feather wont better our love
Or recover us ever
But i dont know if i missed you
Or if im blowing this tissue, because i only miss you
Rather than no id not risk you
Thats not a frown i like, how is it now you decide
Ill go to town if i like, be round about 5
Your future lies in you seeing new guys
You'll feel new eyes on you you'll need to lie about this
And me you like wise too.
We can never be friends
One wants to stay together
One wants it to end
We can never be friends
We can make it easy.
Mistake a little, wait for an ache
Mistake loneliness to mean only us
An addiction to a fix of praise
Rely on me to say its ok
There is only room for one in this sun
There was only one of me and you once
And you want to want another few loves
In the night let it fly to the light
All the bits you miss from your ex
Commitment, kissing and sex
Are what you'll insist from the next
Are what you'll insist from the next
But is it who dares wins, or only who knows goes
Frank Brunos nose has seen too many blows
Your bitter then its better to pretend not bicker
Its butters when it festers it fucks all the fun
This is us fizzling
But with added little pangs
We reached the end, you'll never see me again.
We can never be friends
One wants to stay together
One wants it to end
We can never be friends
We can make it easy.
We can never be friends
One wants to stay together
One wants it to end
We can never be friends
We can make it easy.
We can never be friends
One wants to stay together
One wants it to end
We can never be friends

I dream that one day i'll have a child
And that child will say to me "dad, what was war?"
But it's not going to happen
It's a war of the sexes never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have
Oi the reason girls flirt is to work out their worth
Whereas men just hanker for the panky to happen
Retain this fact i'm hammering, this fact is gonna matter
What little you think you're letting by her sly
She senses you're near her and smells your desire
The general rule of mine, her intellect will be higher
Your task is to make her notice you fast but hanker when you don't close in after
She knows she can get most dudes but she mustn't know about you
If you screw this all up and then lose all your cool thats when she ends up liking you as a friend
You're not playing at hard to get
You're playing at not getting a hard-on yet
It's a war of the sexes never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have
And you wanna know what, listen..
The answer is to get close enough to her but listen the next thing you just totally blank her
You think i'm fucking mad don't ya but i don't shag on my own
Get somewhere close to the lamb but then glance and turn to the man
You need to get near to the lamb but she doesn't want to feel cramped
Instead of cowering up to the hostile lamb bowl up to the trusting man
It's much easier talking to him, he doesn't suspect you want anything
Just tell him something like
Did you know cigarette lighters were invented before matches?
It's abc making a he break with glee
'Cos he isn't suspicious you're trying to muscle into his misses
Do you know what i'm talking about that's why i'm talking about
It's a war of the sexes never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have
The woman is a highly socially-practised
Master in body language, dab-handed actress
She's calculating all the mad facts and the figures
While you're pretending to listen staring at her tits
It's a war of the sexes never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have
It's a war of the sexes never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have
Elementary, my dear cousin, elementary
I cannot state this enough
She must not clock your flop
You can't placard your march
Your threws seclude your moves
Or you're colluding well weapon
It's a war of the sexes never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have
And remember not to get hammered either

Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits you got wrong
'Cause we were the ones who invented the language
Sorry, oi, that's just my idea of a joke
But you guys are different to us across the pond folk
And I keep having to say that I'm only joking
In New York when I have to buy fags on the road, oi
Biggy man, god bless America and that
But you lot keep killing all your best talent
We build up our stars and then papers sweep on them
And you build on stars and maniacs shoot them
I don't know much about nines and Mac's
But we still got 22's we're inclined to pack
And I much prefer the profit margin nowadays
And crystal methods all the height with crack
It was no shock to me when we flew to the door
At the Nas gig where the mans were shooting in a war
Since it got reported in the latest news story
That London is now more dangerous than New York
Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits you got wrong
'Cause we were the ones who invented the language, oi
Understated is how we prefer to be
That's why I've sold three millions and you've never heard of me
The paparazzi shoot me the the girls all loose on me
But don't shoot hiders, we fight football rivalry
The work wac means to cum back home
And I wrote the ten wac commandments on my own
I was in front of the bloke shooting at the Nas show
But they weren't shooting at him it was honor that night though
We don't shoot idols happily shoot instead
Up my road the police just thought are you dead
'Cause they guessed he might of been a bit of a terrorist
Does this bomb look big in this bag then but we love Biggy, Johnny Cash and Stevie Wonder
It's no Biggy we got no cash and its no wonder
'Cause I'm proud we gave you people like John Lennon
Even though you shot him as well
Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits you got wrong

That's it
Turn the page on the day, walk away
'cos there's sense in what I say
I'm 45th generation Roman
But I don't know 'em
Or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen it's fitting
I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show yer face on TV, then we'll see
You can't do half, my crew laughs
At yer rhubarb and custard verses
You rain down curses but I'm waving,
Yer hearse is driving by
Streets riding high, with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes glazed
Garage burnt down, the fire raged
For 40 days and in 40 ways
But through the blaze they see it fade
The sea of black, the beaming heat on their faces
Then a figure emerges from the wastage
Eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze
One hand clutching a sword raised to the sky
They wonder how, they wonder why
The sky turns white, it all becomes clear
They felt lifted from their fears
They shed tears in the light
After 6 dark years
Young bold soldiers, the fire burns
Cracks and smoulders
5 years older and wiser
The fires are burning on fire, never tire
Slay warriors in the forests and on higher
We sing, hear the strings rising
The war's over, the bells ring
Memories fading, soldiers slaying
Looks like geezers raving
The hazy fog over the Bull Ring
The lazy ways the birds sing
A new baby's born every day
Few men may be scorned today
But look at things the other way
Cos it may well be yer final day
And then the crowds roar, they slay, they all say
I produce this using only my bare wit
Gimme a jungle, a garage beat and admit defeat,
Use war and past injury as my metaphor and simile
Get all applications into me before the deadline
Cos it's a fine line between strifeful crimes
And a life of crime
But you will reach the day, and it's all mine
You can take it or leave it,
I shake and reveal stage tricks like Jimi Hendrix
In the afterlife gladiators meet their maker
Float through the wheat fields and lakes of blue water
To the next life from the fortress
Away from the knives and slaughter
To their wives and daughters
Once more before the Lord judges over all of us
Cos in this place you'll see me
Brace yourself, cos this goes deep
I'll show you the secrets, the sky and the birds
Actions speak louder than words
Stand by me my apprentice

Trust me
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh
Or is the progress of process that's a natural people quest
Metal and the workings, dark and lurking in my mind
Branded neon red and blue flashes
The view from the flats is nice
I see Alice in Wonderland
I see malice in Sunderland
Mouse to house, I am this land
The were without, it's Thumberland
Smoke to a karma coma
Jamaicans do yard and roamers
Shake Bacardi's and Coke and make me laugh and
Trust me
So much stuff and many people
The future is not evil
The future is not fish and it's simple, it's efficient
Now that things are costing nothing
Is any of it good?
Come and love me, read my nothings
Blogging river floods
Dead plant planted on the window ledge
Shadows dance, glint and blend
Glance slow at the night outside
I'm God in the game
Sound rumbles in 5.1 round some corner to fight with guns
Play God in games but nothing in
Trust me
Dub step, club sweat, come get rubbed red
Play the playlist
Play the playlist
I see Alice in Wonderland
I see malice in Sunderland
House to house, I love this land
The were without, it's Thumberland
Do the wrong thing, joke it right
Span the longings and the fights
For all the oil and the toil
And the spoils of the royals
We are nothing if not nice
We are coughing if we are wise
Roll me up like a leafy spliff
Fuck that, roll me up and
Trust me
Why is there so much noise
Reading info, buying toys
We all fear of company
But we are fierce anonymously
Enter shit on the internet
Clashing people, chatting evil
But we are cheery social sorts
With the pleasing photo forward
Pass the love around and back to me
Walking down a madman's street
The music in my ears is fleeting
Struggle to shuffle to the same beat
We are nothing if not nice
We have a pretty buttered knife
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and strife
Anything you tell me
Yes, yes, I will believe
But again and I suspect
Again and I will leave
Slow burn a little heaven
Roaming yearnings for devon
Coburn '67
Don't work for them
Trust me
Dub step, earth run, red club sweat
Put up chests and freeze, freeze
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh

Smell of good earthy herbs makes my nerves shudder but where were you that cold December
cos we were in the Grasshopper spending guilders
Central Station, charged up like Scarface Amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face, we
enter the race
Walk down, been there before, done that, no joy, if you're bored, let's go see Roy, get
fucked up with the boys
Calvin, Schmalvin, I'm well within my limit, oh hang on a minute, these mushrooms just
kicked in, think I might be finished
The ball game heads for the worse, for what it's worth I might just fall off the edge of
the earth, brain's kind of surfing now
We wander down darkened pathways in a daze, "Want to buy any cocaine?", am I paranoid? "Yes,
you're paranoid"
Charlie, darling, please save me, this is raving, take me home to my baby, two bags of
mushrooms, room's mushed up and I need a cradle
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
Now getting to the bar's gonna be trouble
So the Marlons'll have to be doubles
Then you drink doubles
The same speed you drink singles
Ah beautiful, the barman holds aloft the crystal glass and I'm having all that's in the
bubble in the bottom of the bottle
Then by three or four, your head's a bit mangled
Club's full, you mingle
You dance the fandango
You sing all your favourite jingles
Far gone on one, call me Baron Von Marlon
One has a monocle and cigar
Dickie-bow and long johns
My utility belt tells me it's to the bar Batman
Fat cans of that lager then it's straight to the dance-floor
For much more fancy footwork, it's adored by many amour
Don't awe me with your little sidestep technique
Gget to the beat, loosen up, it's The Streets
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
We eat junk food, sat drunk on the tube
Every time the train clunks I feel like puking
Wonder whether that beautiful bird'll ring,
Then it all goes hazy, these are the days we're walking up out and back to the road, talking
Well shouting actually, loads more drunk, by Jove, mind's focused, balance fucked up
Ra, ra, ra, it's all back to the Dogstar and if it's his round I'm quite partial to another
Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late, should've given my brain a break
Take it easy mate, you start to think you're a state, you definitely are a state
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

Hello, Hello. My names Terry and I'm a law abider
There's nothing I like more than getting fired up on beer
And when the weekends here I to exercise my right to get paralytic and fight
Good bloke fairly
But I get well leery when geezers look at me funny
Bounce 'em round like bunnies
I'm likely to cause mischief
Good clean grief you must believe and I ain't no thief.
Law abiding and all, all legal.
And who cares about my liver when it feels good
Wwhat you need is some real manhood.
Rasher Rasher Barney and Kasha putting peoples backs up.
Public disorder, I'll give you public disorder.
I down eight pints and run all over the place
Spit in the face of an officer
See if that bothers you cause I never broke a law in my life
Someday I'm gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads lets have another fight
Eh hello. My names Tim and I'm a criminal,
In the eyes of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I inhale.
This ain't no wholesale operation
Just a few eighths and some Playstations my's vocation
I pose a threat to the nation
And down the station the police hold no patience
Let's talk space and time
I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein
And Carl Jung And old Kung Fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please
Yeah I'm floating on thin air.
Going to Amsterdam in the New Year - top gear there
Cause I taker pride in my hobby
Home made bongs using my engineering degree
Dear Leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons.
Like I was saying to him.
I told him: "Top with me and you won't leave."
So I smacked him in the head and downed another Carling
Bada Bada Bing for the lad's night.
Mad fight, his face's a sad sight.
Vodka and Snake Bite.
Going on like a right geez, he's a twat,
Shouldn't have looked at me like that.
Anyway I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front line with em.
Can't stand crime either them hooligans on heroin.
Drugs and criminals those thugs on the penny coloured will be the downfall of society
I've got all the anger pent up inside of me.
You know I don't see why I should be the criminal
How can something with no recorded fatalities be illegal
And how many deaths are there per year from alcohol
I just completed Gran Tourismo on the hardest setting
We pose no threat on my settee
Ooh the pizza's here will someone let him in please
"We didn't order chicken, Not a problem we'll pick it out
I doubt they meant to mess us about
After all we're all adults not louts."
As I was saying, we're friendly peaceful people
We're not the ones out there causing trouble.
We just sit in this hazy bubble with our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Gail Porter is.
MTV, BBC 2, Channel 4 is on until six in the morning.
Then at six in the morning the sun dawns and it's my bedtime.
Causing trouble, your stinking rabble
Boys saying I'm the lad who's spoiling it
You're on drugs it really bugs me when people try and tell me I'm a thug
Just for getting drunk
I like getting drunk
Cause I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front line with em.
Now Terry you're repeating yourself
But that's okay drunk people can't help that.
A chemical reaction inside your brain causes you to forget what you're saying.
What. I know exactly what I'm saying
I'm perfectly sane
You stinking student lameo
Go get a job and stop robbing us of our taxes.
Err, well actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Leery drunk people at the weekend
In casualty wards all over the land.
Why you cheeky little swine come here

I need something in my life to straighten me out
Let's rent this shed, we'll do vocals in the bog
Call toast PR tell 'em we've opened up shop
Campaign meetings at Warner, no coke and not drunk
3 years to make this work, or look a joke and be broke
Blag their lawyers like the con with a dog
And there'll be no more straight scores to drop and keep dropping
Settle my gross addictions with my net and come
Tell my mum over tea that my whole life's fucking up
We've got two fifty grand in the budget to go
Subtract five for club promo
Lose five for a good video and fifteen for a dud video, fuck that
It's the hardest way to make an easy living
The party stage is a bit nearer to delivery
Mayhem textes me about the press and TV
See if I've taken any Es
So I can get some sleep
Nap on the settee, the laptop next to me
Wince for my family at the skinner scandal of the week
TV pluggers, product managers straight up
Club promo needs to step up, help it work
Stick to our guns, don't crack to demands
Tell my mum in the car, that the car might have to go back
Two hundred and twenty five grand
Twenty six grand for a showcase
And five more on tour support and support story
It's the hardest way to make an easy living
The party stage is a bit nearer to delivery
We'll never get bankrupt if we never have a go
This is no ordinary able, I need to flash up my flow
Go into Morris stead as well as saville row
I want a pin-stripe suit that no man owns
Cash in the Kano beat for the silver shadow
Send it to warrior for the flash and the glow
The safest way to double your money is to fold it in your pocket
Tell my mum during breakfast that I got no sleep
Eight grand paid in September, April, may and December
If this keeps going so well, this is going to be the end of us
It's the hardest way to make an easy living
The party stage is a bit nearer to delivery
In spread betting it's easy to draw a small fortune start
With a big fortune and lose into a small fortune
Haven't got a clue, we blindly charge on
Death threats from a boy of the girl I sarged on
She said she didn't have a bloke, another lesson marked down
Verbal agreements aren't worth the paper they're marked on
Get scans of reviews, we beg to chart up
Tell my mum over tea, the press have started up
We've spent a fortune
'Cause with ghost buying it's the end for tune
We need to sell some records soon
It's the hardest way to make an easy living
The party stage is a bit nearer to delivery
It's the hardest way to make an easy living

All these walls were never really there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I'm eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
These walls you'll find are yours and mine
Defined not by them I
I'm in times that lie behind my eyelids
The sunset still the rising silence
I'm not full of fear 'cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
There's no rain on roof that grates and beats me
My favorite tree breaking light to pieces
Sprinkling, sharded light on me
Throw a stone as high as you can
And hearing with hand not hear it land
Nothing taxing dusting sand
My window world spins and twirls
The walls then fall, I recall the sort
White clouds white wash faded spotless
The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks
The cold is all illusion thought up
Stroll on the shore, snooze and explore
All possibilities in each new morning
'Til satisfied reaching out, yawning
Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice
Salt over shoulder, never salted so tight
The truth I have told was silence sometimes
But who's soul does not hide any crimes
Wrapped in walls, encircled by work
The walls fall, the story occurs
No barrier, no boundary or 'low us ID's
The freedom to stay off straight
Be fiend or friend cause no harm but charm
The peaceful end
I'm not full of fear 'cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
I'm not full of fear 'cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
Pale ancient woods, strew white sandy bays
This ugly room pales away today
I'm swimming in the ocean, I sink slow motion
Fingers, toes, floating
Every year 'til yesterday
I see the eternal setting sea
I compare all this to me
It's all fleeting momentary me
I blink my eyes, this is reminding me
Life lies in the blink of an eye
The old die for reasons, new tides for seasons
New life born is like teasing
All these walls were really never there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I'm eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
I am not here at all, you are dearly fooled
I see bristling trees, the shush at the sea
Mischievous, fluttering seagulls
No, I'm not trapped in a box, so I am glancing at rocks
I'm dancing off docks, since this stance began that's where I am
I'm not full of fear 'cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
I'm not full of fear 'cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here

Yeah safe man, you ok?
Just calling to ensure you got back in
Hope you coped yesterday, cos I felt well damn grim
But yeah in the air on the plane my stomach was turning
Man I was hanging
head-to-sted on the headrest in pain
Prayed away all my bad sins
Lost count of the plain chardonnays before the fourth or maybe the fifth
In future I need to abstain
If only id had a bit of discipline
But worth every bit of spare change
Pure clowning down to the last drink
(Hang on let me slam the door mate; just pause that thought for a bit)
Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat
I’ve been pacing the place well paralysed since I got back in with my bags though
Yeah I’m too aware that last night was way mad slack
I know
Carried in a gang I lost sight of Simone
On her own back at home
Distracted from the fact it weren’t right
could have raised up the hand but no
Simone was moaning and that about me playing away on this holiday
She was watching the box at her dad’s house
there, preparing spliffs away
As I’m smacking glasses down at George Bests best session rate
(Can you hear me? Na sorry mate your fuzzy mate I can’t hear ya)
Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat
(I lost you for a minute yeah yeah I can hear you now)
See I mean that the true thing though I suppose I chose myself to allow
I was weak and stupid but as far as I viewed anyhow
She couldn’t have been it for me, the only girl id ever go out with
I didn’t want to waste my youth in a girl’s house to the sound of spliffs
And when she got in a mood with me in that text about that thing
I just switched off the phone when she started shouting
Coming to a conclusion I couldn’t be bothered with anymore rowing
Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat
(Nah nah nah)
And then after shots made me lose the plot
It all got a bit bizarre
And that incident with the ice cream I forgot, it all ended in our vodka
What I can remembers a blotch
I got a fat bruise on my arm
She weren’t even much too hot but she totally mugged me up like rah
She knew exactly what she was doing and it all went a bit too far
She was with that bloke in the white top in McDonalds car park
And then she let me chat her up later on in that lovely little bar
(Hello? Ahh fucking phones man)
Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat
(Yeah I think we got cut off, yeah I got crap reception in my house.
I have to stand in a certain spot in my kitchen or it cuts out)
Yeah you know I was potty to even let myself allow it
I would if I could just swap what happened then for right now
And if she ever found out how far it got it would be more than just a row
This whole thing just got on top but its her that I want, no doubt
So in a way its helped me doing wrong
I know I’ve fucked up now
This is where that dodgy shit stops
She’s just gotta not find out
Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat
Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though

Cos this world swallows souls
And when the blues unfold
It gets cold silence burns holes
You're going mad
Perhaps you always were
But when things was good you just didn't care
This is called irony
When you most need to get up you got no energy
Time and time shit'll happen
The dark shit's unwrapping
But no-one's listening your mates are laughing
Your brethren's fucking and then you start hating
Your stomach starts churning and you mind starts turning.
So smoke another draw
It won't matter no more but the next day still feels sore
Rain taps on your window
Always did tho but you didn't hear it when things were so-so
You're on your own now
Your little zone you were born alone and believe me you'll die alone
Weed becomes a chore
You want the buzz back so you follow the others onto smack
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Feels nice and still
Good thing about brown is it always will
It's easy, no-one blames you
It's that world out there that's fucked you
You know less of a person and if God exists
He still loves you
Just remember that - the more you sink the further back from that brink
Maybe you've lifetime scars and you think tattoos might be more fitting
But who's picking?
Searching for yourself you find demons
Try and be a freeman and grasp that talisman
Cos your the same as I am
We all need our fellow man
We all need our samaritan.
Maybe I'm better looking than you tho
Maybe I've got more dough - but am I happier... no.
Get the love of a good girl and your world will be much richer than my world
And your happyness will uncurl
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Stop dreaming
People who say that are blaspheming
They're doing nine to five and moaning
And they don't want you succeeding when theyve blown it
And you idols - who are they?
They too dreamt about their day
Positive steps will see your goals.
Whether it's dollars or control, feel the gold.
I aint helping you climb the ladder
I'm busy climbing mine.
That's how it's been since the dawn of time
If you reach a cul-de-sac
The world turns it's back
This is you zone, it's like blackjack
He might get the ace or the top one
So organise your two's and three's into a run then you'll have fucked him son
And for that you'll be the better one
One last thing before you go though
When you feel better tommorow you'll be a hero
But never forget today. you could be back here
Things can stray
What if you see me in that window?
You won't help me I know.
That's cool, just keep walking where you go.
Carry on through the estate, stare at the geezers so they know you aint lightweight
And go see your mates
And when they don't look happy
Play them this tape
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
I hope you understand me
Just trying to stay positive
I aint no preaching fucker and I aint no do-goody-goody either
This is about when shit goes pear-shaped
And if you aren't or ever have been at rock bottom then good luck to you in the big wide world
But remember that one day shit might just start crumbling
Your bird might fuck off or you might loose your job
It's when that happens that what I'm talking about will feel much more important to you
So if you aint feeling it, just be thankfull that everythings cool in your world
Respect to BC
Positivity
Positivity
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive

Sharp Darts Spitting Masters
Spitting darts faster
Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger
I'll reign superior
The pressure blows the dial on your barometer
Do you understand?
Or do you need an interpreter?
Now my style is distinguished
All fires are extinguished
Ask yer girl to sing and she'll sing this
I'm a scientist
Have no prejudice, that's my hypothesis
Make your analysis, ever heard a beat like this?
I walk the beat like a policemen
No karma pedestrian
In 500 years they'll play this song in museums
I'm the bold adventurer
UK's ambassador
Holding up Excalibur
Your beats are inferior
Don't wanna embarrass yer
So call yer solicitor
The jury voted unanimously against ya!
Sharp Darts Spitting Masters
Spitting darts faster
Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger
I'll reign superior
The pressure blows the dial on your barometer
Do you understand?
Or do you need an interpreter?
This one's fat like yer mother
Contains enough calories
Resonating all your favourite frequencies
I've got a worldwide warranty
Satisfaction guarantee
If you ain't happy then just
Send it right back to me
'Spec to BC
It's time to fuck loyalty
One day I hope to earn some hard royalties
From a bit of sample robbery
Rook burglary, noise thievery
Or wholesale piracy
So watch yer back, I'm inclined to sample
I'll dismantle and make you all examples
Sharp Darts Spitting Masters
Spitting darts faster
Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger
I'll reign superior
The pressure blows the dial on your barometer
Do you understand?

Yeah, street level
Oh oh yeah, that's it..
Right there
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oh tunes heavy
At street level
That's it that's it that's it yeah.. oh oh right there
Who's round is it?
Down that beer quick smash my glass back down fall over the table
All rowdy and pissed
Seems the only difference between mid week shit and weekend is how loud I speak
And whether I try to pull a girlfriend
That's it who's got dough?
Hey, you know I'd pay but I'm broke, only got coinage to show
Putting off walking home on my own to my thrown
Two empty takeaways ashtrays and remains of the day stoned
Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label tell a fable
Offer opinion for free and a solution to the latest big news story
Football and smut daily as I ponder winning the lottery
Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girls well fit definitley, not maybe, she's rude I'd shag
her and make tea right there
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oi heavy, heavy
At street level
That's it that's it that's it yeah.. oh oh
Can't lounge in the boozer all day, got manouvers to make
Gotta see a man about a dog, can't be late, I'm always late
Raining cats and fog but nice and dry in the black dog
Down it in one my son, can't sit here, gotta run.. things need done
If they don't win this and the next run they getting relegated to the third division
At street level, real people saying repeated sequal
Rock and roll fall to the floor like last night, yesterday morning
And the night before and the night before
Apparently there's a whole world out there somewhere
it's right there, right there
I just don't see it, I just don't see it, oi oi
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah, oi street level
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
yeah oi oi heavy.. heavy

[intro]
Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've open up my eye (eyes)
[verse 1]
One day they're gonna make electrical implants in the brain that simulate raving type sensations away
I just can't imagine living without things we live with,
can't imagine not knowing what science has learned
One day they'll lie on the roof of their rides,
thinking we're as stupid as we think of people before this time
We make pains to stay sane but waste days on games,
Online against some fucking whining little child
[chorus]
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
Through to the star
Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've open up my eye (eyes)
[verse 2]
The things you think of when you're drinking on a bonnet
Like how war telepathic headsets inview getting on it
Imagine a girl at work gave you her number she wanted to flirt,
but all thoughts to her mind are blocked until she gets off after work
Die young stay pretty,
try once try living
But don't fade me up son, to the maid I love
[chorus]
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
Through to the star
Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've open up my eye (eyes)
[verse 3]
So remind me what I said when you find me in bed
Which I even on death lying up many men
May I be laid out clean
May my beats fade me green
May I lie I may obscene
Maybe I Maybelline
Don't paint me black man
Blame the sat-nav
My way was mad man, but we made it back
[chorus]
on the roof of your car at the stars
on the roof of your car at the stars
on the roof of your car at the stars
Through to the star
[verse 4]
On the brink of a list of insistings with a fist
One blink and that kiss
Is a sinking bliss
Hats off all you
have a blast on full view
Things written on my wrist
So I might think after I'm pissed
[chorus]
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
Through to the star
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
Through to the star
Gaze up to the skies

Love is the answer.
I'm pretty good at puzzles but puzzled by people
and I don't trouble trouble and trouble don't trouble me.
Stare at the paper, fold it in two
facing the walls are the soles of my shoes.
Sometimes you have to find out for yourself.
Sometimes you need to be told.
Sometimes you never find the answer.
We never had a crossword (crossed word)
My words got lost and you never heard
I'm 2 (too) down you're one across the room
Beginning with I and ending in U
beginning in my eye and ending as an X
leaves a bad taste in my mouth
To think of you again like the bad taste leaking from the ink in my pen
doodle at the side as I do to life
choosing to lose time instead of doing what I like
Starts off black and white and lacking in life
until pen in blue lends it a hue.
Puzzled by people
loving isn't easy
you can't google the solutions to people's feelings
Sometimes you have to find out for yourself.
Sometimes you need to be told.
Sometimes you never find the answer.
Chewing on the pen
2 down again
not enough letters for the clue in my head
Lost in thought, never been there before
with the turn of a pun on the tip of my tongue
the freshest memory will fail to recall
as well as the messiest, faded scrawl
Love is the answer.

I get back from tour and suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face at quarter to 11am
You're prangin out,
I see through you (I feel awful)
This voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny (The irons been on in my house has been in for 4 fucking weeks)
I see through you,
I'm about to do something stupid
I daren't say what my manager got lairy and smacked me, these headaches are getting unbearably nasty.
Staring at the crackwork looking scary with my brandy, the rock and roll clich© walks in and then
smacked me.
Carelessly wreckin' out prang just to handle the fear, I do a line but then panic cos I feel a bit
prangy.
So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease off the pain, then when it starts wearing off I just feel a bit sad.
Snort more tour support and then have a drink, the bruise on the side of my head is madly banging.
The only reason I started this was to still be here laughing, the only reason I started this was to
still be here laughing.
You're pranging out,
I see through you,
This voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny
I see through you,
I'm about to do something stupid.
The girl in my bed was kinda distant right now, I know she's thinking she's a bit frightened somehow,
I don't think she realised what I'd invited her back to my house.
I don't want anyone to see me like this right now,
All sorts of thoughts rolling back in my eyes,
I've been a poor sport thoughts dance in my mind,
A banging headache, dancing prang by their side,
Dancing with the pictures from the past of my life,
I don't remember any of what I just thought at all,
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all,
Panicking a bit, getting frightened of fuck all,
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle,
I don't want anyone I know to see me like this,
My fibs in single became lies in lists,
She's gonna sell/tell no doubt,
Fuck it I'm not gonna stop drinking though, I cant for now.
You're pranging out,
I see through you,
This voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny.
I see you through you,
I'm about to do something stupid.
My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep,
Before the prang this pain was to dawn on me,
Around the time I was sketching trying to con some sleep,
And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here,
I must have flaked while I inputted, waging loads more.
Cos I staked on bookings, way to tow the score.
Why do I break my rules not to wager anymore?
I'd flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score,
I've got a simple problem, but my minds spinning out,
I remembered the website between the wine and the stout,
My rush of fear made me forget how fucked I had been,
This time I'm drying my eyes and a fucking nose bleed,
Turning my phone off when my promo guy phones me,
The day before getting nasty with my manager when he only bit me,
I threw his wallet out of the window as it was growing heated,
He said 'Sort your life out' as he punched me over to my feet.
You're pranging out,
I see through you,
This voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny
I see you through you,
I'm about to do something stupid.
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide,
Cos with rational thought it would seem that I need to be not doing the stuff that makes death seem like
an easier option,

wake up and smell the coffee
stirring a word the conversation obsurd
like the herbs of work their pattiences and concured
wake up and smell the coffee
light up and dwell the offerings
drink with a thinking pinch
sit with a kitchen sink
the world is outside but inside warm
inside informal outside stormy inside normal
back to the time skip it on its bullocks
rome to the oven turn it off its on
skin a racket fag im gone
what are we waiting for mate
lets wait to the place
cause its all a bit late
and were all in a bit of a state
weed makes me not want to be in new places fight it!
stare at the same tv watching the torrent like it
the world is outside but inside warm
inside informal outside stormy inside normal
the fossil-ed remains of locked of ancient ways
are buried or lost in every of my mates brains
but i cant find it because they like blazing
solving that problem brings priests and doctors and poets maybe
and hot overclocked brains
im not over shocked blotto or of my rock place
i got their at lunchtime
i was still their at 8
next they were turning chairs onto the table at my place
psychedelic cycle get it?
ride all wet
arrive a bit sketch
but i like bedding
the world is outside but inside warm
inside informal outside stormy inside normal
the world is outside but inside warm
inside informal outside stormy inside normal
the fossil-ed remains of locked of ancient ways
are buried or lost in every of my mates brains
but i cant find it because i like blazing!
Solving that problem can be quite amazing
the world is outside but inside warm

Looked at your status,
“In a relationship”,
“In a relationship”,
An earthquake hit me (Oi!)
Your status had changed,
You've never worked about this.
Couldn't drag my eye away,
The words on the screen
Nothing set between us but you just weren't that keen,
In a relationship,
Plainheld bettyka.
Got to walk away and... let it go.
Why did you leave it so late to tell me?
Wow a revelation, (Oh oh)
Then I get you, you get me honestly and,
Wow a situation.
Oh my gosh why did you leave it so late to tell me,
Wow a revelation.
Then I get you and you get me on the street and,
Wow a relation.
Looked at your photo, of folks I didn't know,
Folks I hadn't noticed seem close to you now,
We'd been hangin' out a lot,
I'd gathered that would have to stop.
All that build up for me,
All the weeks of us walking past tree after tree,
All the patience and doubt,
The relational maybe..
May as well bow you're in a relationship now.
Why did you leave it so late to tell me?
Wow a revelation. (Oh oh)
Then I get you and you get me honestly ,
and, wow a situation.
Oh my gosh why did you leave it so late to tell me?
Wow a revelation. (Uh oh)
Then I look at you and you look at me on the street and,
Wow a situation.
Looked at your status,
“In a relationship”
“In a relationship”
It devastated me.
Then what did I spy, I punched a fucking ?
Among the normally ignorable requests at the right,
I'd of never of guessed a request so nice,
Now if you look at my status,
I'm in a relationship too... with you.
Why did you leave it so late to tell me?
Wow, a revelation. (Oh oh)
Then I look at you and you look at me honestly and,
Wow a situation.
I stand corrected I was pushing for the best I guess I took one look at you and I could fog out the rest if I've got what it takes, and it won't be wasted on fakes.
I paced myself,
I have faith this time,
I saw something for me,
I felt something right.
Why did you leave it so late to tell me?
Wow a revelation.
Then I look at you and you look at me honestly and,
wow a situation.
Why did you leave it so late to tell me?
Wow a revelation.
Then I look at you and you look at me honestly and,

It's his lucky day, thats a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
This time I know Im gonna smash the bet
I foresee it smacked in the back of the net
Men grip slips, wipe their hands that sweat
The camera pans the away fans end
Twenty quid for blues to thrash the reds
Then cash that cash, when the ref has said
My mates out, his pads a mess
Its getting late, I've not dashed yet
The question I have to ask myself
Is can I see us not battering them?
If I cant see that, happening then
Im gonna put all my money down on one fat bet
Now I dont know the first thing about football
But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
It's his lucky day, thats a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
This time I know I woulda cashed the lot
I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
The games won, the ends have a swap
2-0 up they're getting mashed up
But I wont win now, the chance flopped
Cause I couldnt make it to the damn shop
Might aswell put tea in that pot
Ive got nowhere else I have to bop
The question I have to ask one
Is how I managed, not to manage the trot
Maybe I could phone in and slap it on
Put all my money on a mid-match one
Yes, I dont know the first thing about football
But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
It's his lucky day, thats a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
Shit, I'm mad glad I didnt back that match
Suppose to be an unproblematic catch
Full time the whistle blasted after
The last passer, passed the last pass
Would you believe how we fell back
Three goals lost in the last half
So glad I was stranded back at the flat
Wincing at every goal we let em have
The question I now have to ask
Is how the fuck did we get smashed that bad?
I just very, very nearly, nearly
Lost every penny of all my cash
Yes, I dont know the first thing about football
And my instincts almost led me to a pitfall
It's his lucky day, that was barmy
He didnt tick the box on the slip, and what a relief
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined
I need to rethink the technique of my betting shit
Maybe change the parameters a little bit
Instead of betting on to win the football

Two great European narcotics,
Alcohol and Christianity,
I know which one I prefer
We never went to church,
Just get on with work and sometimes things'll hurt,
But it's hit me since you left us,
And it's so hard not to search.
If you were still about,
I'd ask you what I'm supposed to do now,
I just get grubbin' scared,
Every now,
Hope I made you proud.
On your birthday when mom passed the forks and spoons,
I put my head on the table I was so distraught with you,
You tidied your things into the bin,
The more poorly you grew,
So there's nothing of yours to hold or to talk to.
Put your hand up and interrupt the conversation with a, but..
People say I interrupt people with the same look.
Sometimes I think so hard I can't remember how your face looked,
Started reading about dreams in your favourite book.
Panic and pace when I can't see the right thing to do.
You'd be scratching your head through the best advice you knew.
And I feel sad I can't hear you reciting it through,
I miss you dad but I've got nothing to remind me of you
I needed a break when your book about dreams was taken,
I needed to pray or see a priest that day,
I needed to leave this trade and just heave it away.
But I cleaned up my place like you so I could see things straight.
I never cared about God when life was sailin' in the calm,
So I said I'd get my head down and I'd deal with the ache in my heart,
And for that if God exists I'd reckon he'd pay me regard,
Mom says me and you are the same from the start.
I guess than you did leave me something to remind me of you,
Everytime I interrupt someone like you used to,
When I do something like you you'll be on my mind or through,
'Cause I forgot you left me behind to remind me of you.
But you you still tell me how you didn't know what to do even now,
And then I'm not so scared somehow,
'Cause I know that you'd be proud.
I got a good one for you dad,
I'm gonna see a priest, a Rabbi and a Protestant clergyman,

Ah, what was the question
Oh yeah, momento mori
It means remember it's inevitable that we will all die
It sounds quite depressing when said so raw and direct
But it means don't hang yourself on a material life
But that gets dropped when I'm bop on shopping day
Am I shallow, am i hung up on such wrong ways
Yes I am shallow and loving every wrong play
If love is blind then why do we all buy lingerie
I've got nothing in my life away from the studio
So when I'm loose I end up consuming dough
Memento mori, memento mori
It's latin and it says we must all die
I tried it for a while but it's a load of boring shit
So I buy buy buy buy buy buy
If I start to think of life I have prangs of paranoia
Pull one stripey shirt off a racks or another
Overthink my fate grasping a pastel jumper
Panic buy a flight home, prang though actually sober
Change my mind and fly back into vegas
Buy more pastel shades and some famous labels
Frame the ferrari through the day with the mayhem
Just to forget about the race in my head
I don't really care about the luck and the look
But driving a ferrarri is fucking book
Memento mori, memento mori
It's latin and it says we must all die
I tried it for a while but it's a load of boring shit
So I buy buy buy buy buy buy
I think if I could see me now from my growing past
I'd Hate the shirted cunt that seems to be so fucking flash
I reckon from the threadsI think all I think's about cash
But my manager tells me I ought to think about cash
It's like people don't know the eighties started
My car just keeps carding with the card machine
You don't regard the old you, driving a ferrarri
Mine's the driving license through Nevada at speed
I never think about money
In fact I have no idea how much money I have
Memento mori, memento mori
It's latin and it says we must all die
I tried it for a while but it's a load of boring shit
So I buy buy buy buy buy buy
Chilly 'n carmen air sips as I'm parting her hair
But I'm an asbo drinker I want to be chilly parkair
But asbo drinkers just don't dig my art and my flair
Even if they dig my asbo driving, past their carlight flair
Sometimes when I my diamond trinkets with my whores
I know I've strayed a bit from my old sins and my walks
But then I laugh out loud that my car still fucking talks

I had a funny dream and I came to screaming
That I was in a funny house but it was kind of mine
And I was with you only it wasn't you
It happened in the past but it was somehow now
It put it into focus, things became clear
I had to plan something I handed in my notice
Even though to most it looked random
My heart had left I was just going in tandem
(Chorus)
(I smoked one too many cigarettes
I heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all too this life)
I'm packing up my desk I've put it into boxes (...To this life)
Knock out the lights, lock the locks and leave
I'll leave one evening be seen off
At a party for my parting in a bar
It starts on the early side and ends in a gutter
With a fumble with a colleague in a car
No more alarm that barks in the dark
With the beeping like darts to the heart
Yes, the maze it does look deep
And days are over for dozing on my cheek
(I smoked one too many cigarettes
I heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all too this life)
I'm packing up my desk I've put it into boxes (...To this life)
Knock out the lights, lock the locks and leave
Read the funny card signed by all
That was purchased by the person I will always recall
Lock away my labors, steel stationary
A kiss on the lips or a grin in a grip
I had a funny dream and I came to screaming
That I was in a funny house but it was kind of mine
And I was with you only it wasn't you
It happened in the past but it was somehow now
I came to it noon through the tune of a spoon
In a mug in a room, but I knew very soon
That the mug in the room, was the mug yours truly
Because I never stood up for what I wanted to do
(I smoked one too many cigarettes
I heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all too this life)
I'm packing up my desk I've put it into boxes (...To this life)
Knock out the lights, lock the locks and leave
(I smoked one too many cigarettes
I heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all too this...
I smoked one too many cigarettes
I heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all too this life)
I'm packing up my desk I've put it into boxes (...To this life)

This ain't the down it's the upbeat
Make it complete
So what's the story?
Guaranteed accuracy enhanced CD
Latest technology, Darts at Treble 20
Huge non-recuparable advance
Majors be vigilent
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll ave a little dance, shall we?
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communication in bold type
This AIN'T yer archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasound North, South, East, West
And all round and then to the underground
You say that every thing sounds the same
Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag it's shipment
This ain't a track it's a movement
I got the settlement
My frequencies are transient
And resonate your eardrums
I make bangers not anthems
Leave that to the Artful Dodger
The broad shouldered 51% shareholder
You won't find us on Alta Vista
Cult classic, not bestseller
Your gonna need more power,
Plug in the freephase and the generator
Crank it up to the gigawatts
Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens
Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions
But remember I'm just spittin',
Remember I'm just spittin'
Once bitten, forever smitten
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward
Spilt jewels like Eastern Riches
Junkie Fixes
Around 'ere we say Birds, not bitches
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burning up
Turns out your in luck
Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
So it's just another showflick from your
Local City Poet
Case you geezers don't know it
Lets Push Things Forward
It's a tall order, but were taller
Calling all mawlers, backstreet brawlers
Cornershop crawlers, victories flawless
Love us or hate us, but don't slate us
Don't conform to formulas
Pop genres and such Sharp darts, double Dutch
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
Let's Push Things Forward
You say that everything sounds the same
The you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend

She said meet me at the gates at 8
Leave now don't be late
She said one day she'd walk away cos I'm always late
Thought things were ok
Didnt care though anyway
Say sorry babe, I had to meet a mate, tempting fate
We first met through a shared view, she loved me and I did too
It's now 7:50 getting ready better be nifty
Do my hair quickly, step out it's cloudy
Mate bells me to borrow money, I got two Henry's and a dealer to pay
Call up on geezers to rid these green trees of my reeking jeans
Got a you think I care outglaring geezers stares
I'm here and I'm there
Couldn't see past the end of my beer
What was getting near, all the silence after the cheers
She said meet me at the gates
Don't be late, but pretty soon the day came for change
And I was glad she never walked away
So Im choosing what to wear, doing my hair with an hour to spare
When my life went pear, she'd been there with a thick stare
Big wheel climed to the top, geezer scares bounced off
Standing at the top of this huge mountain, smiling and shouting
Spring flowers sprouting, not one inch of doubt in my mind as I reached the gates
Came round the corner at a rate
Risked her love but Im gonna set things straight
Never again am I gonna be late
Never again am I gonna be late
Never again am I gonna be late
I said meet me at the gates
Leave now don't be late
I waited for a while listening to her voicemail, mind set sail
Then the facts turned me pale, wind rain and hail
My fears unveiled, for my fair female
She'd walked away, too little too late
I step up the pace, walk past the gates, rain runs over my face
Spirit falls from grace
I purchase a hazy escape at the alcohol place in the chase
Sat down I got a fat frown
Weaping and drowning my senses
For this love game's expensive
I walk in a trance
Gort a wounded soldier stance
The everyday geezers stares throw me off balance
Now nothing holds significance
And nothing holds relavance

It was supposed to be so easy
Just take back the DVD, withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea, then grab my savings and hurry
So first to get the film back in time, to avoid that big fine
I had to do a fast hill climb, but a faster decline
But I flew a bit quick, arms like a lunatic
Had to stop for a few ticks, I started feeling sick
Got to the video shop in a state, but chuffed it wouldn't be late
Only when he flicked open the case, I'd left the disc at my place
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
So I failed on the DVD, but I still had to get the money
Tell mum I couldn't make tea, get the saving and then hurry
Rushing to the cash machine, still a bit mashed and lean
Then of course a mandatory car, drives by and splashes me
Get there the queue's outrageous, ladies taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges, how longs it take to validate your wages?
At last my turn comes, press the 50 quid button
Insufficient funds
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
So I failed on the DVD, couldn't withdraw any money
But I still had to call mum, get the savings and hurry
So to call mum so that, I could tell her I cant go and that
At least I remembered my phone man, I didn't know her number offhand
Where's my phone have I got it, Oh this is a crock of shit
I lost the fucking thing, oh here it is in my pocket
But the batteries nearly flat, gotta call quick snap
Aww shit, the battery is flat
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
So Ive failed on the DVD, couldnt withdraw any money
Or call mum about tea, I'll have to get the savings and hurry
But where was the money, I knew I'd left it on the
Side, next to the telly, this is not even funny
I left it in the living room, ready to pick up as soon
As I passed through, on the way out to the rendevous
So the shoebox full of money, just disappearing from me
Is not what I call funny, a grand dont come for free
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
(Oi, soaked to the bone in my jeans, do you want me to stop?
I imagine my mums weaping right now
And the thousand pounds you swore, that I left on the table this morn
Has simply disappeared before my eyes, his eyes and yours
And I'm a thousand pounds poorer, a hundred thousand pennies, no more
A thousandth of a million quid, or two monkeys or a whole fifty scores
Gone withdrawn from my life, the money is no more for sure)

I should be standing at the bar
Waving a ten pound note around
But I sit here on the sofa at my girl’s house
I should be chatting shit as I’m nubbing out another snout
But I’ll roach a spliff watching the TV for now
I should be watching the fruit machines
For which one will pay out
But I sit on the sofa at my girls
Any how
I should be legging it from a cab
Like a mad little lout
But I’ll roach a spliff watching the TV
Throughout
I know I never tell her
But every single day man
I’m always thinking loads about her
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me
And I don’t know what I’d do without her
I should actually go out and about
Flip some beer mats
Instead of sitting her at my girls gaff
Because all I seem to do is sit in this habitat
Just roaching a spliff, watching the TV and that
And the TV at my house is a bit broken on the back
So I use my girls TV to watch the match
Yeah, I might head out later
To get off this beaten track
Of watching the TV, roaching up
I’m the same old man
I know I never tell her
But every single day man
I’m always thinking loads about her
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me
And I don’t know what I’d do without her
But on second thought
So why don’t you shots
No, I think I’ll sit on the sofa
And eat my TV meal
I would actually much prefer to just sit here and chill
Roaching a spliff, watching East Enders or the Bill
Because basically I love her
And I love being here still
And I love sitting on the sofa
With my girl
For real
I don’t want to knock my mates
But there it’s the same old drill
Roaching a spliff and watching the TV is my will
I know I never tell her
But every single day man
I’m always thinking loads about her
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me
And I don’t know what I’d do without her
No fuck that
I might ask my mates where they’ll be drinking
From the sofa, giving them a ding
Tell them
I will go freeze on that ground
Later on this evening
Instead of roaching a spliff, watching the TV again
And then go out whilst back at her’s
She does her thing
Sitting on the sofa at her end
But as I watch the big screen
I know I will quite miss
Me and her roaching a spliff
Watching the TV again
I know I never tell her
But every single day man
I’m always thinking loads about her
That’s exactly what I’m talking about
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I’ll tell you this
And I don’t know what I’d do without her
I know I never tell her
There’s a whole world out there
But every single day man
A whole world
I’m always thinking loads about her
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me
But do I give her
Do you know what I mean
And I don’t know what I’d do without her
There’s a whole world out there
I’ve got one package
Of rizzler over there
but it’s nearly run out
I’ve got bits of cigarette
All over the place
Mmmmhmmm
The clipper needs a shake
The ashtray needs emptying
But I wouldn’t have it any other way
I said I wouldn’t have it any other way
I said I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
oooohoooo
No I wouldn’t
No I wouldn’t
I said the ashtray needs emptying
I said the clipper needs a shake
But I
Need the same thing as yesterday
Hey hey
Ho ho
I wouldn’t have it any other way

The fine art of hotel expressionism
And the sentiment with the kettlent condiments
Compose your mood using the soap hanging chute(?)
The minibar can be part of the art
In the early hours of a blurry hotel you need guests of (?)
My word is word if we earn success in hotel expressionism
stay away from (?) hotels so when wrecked there's no victim
I've been ejected from hotels that then when i'm checking in will swear to be with them (swearin')
Man, i'm not some crank vandal swinging the TV about at random
Attacks to the lampstand for a (?) is the art of action prove (?)
Tediously mischief from (?) is why we hide from enemy pages
Throwing the TV out the window mate is nothing clear of weak cliches
It's vandalism an expressionists (?) we keen leaders associate to
I'm talking E-convertibles (talking?)
The fine art of hotel expressionism
And the sentiment with the kettlent condiments
Compose your mood using the soap hanging chute(?)
The minibar can be part of the art
From the (?) of the minibar brandy and lambs see(?)
You have a brandy (?) sweet boozy steam moves freely and is in no manner mindless fun
Express yourself in anyway say anything you may and anyway that man (?)
That's fuckin (?) fuckin cunt the fuckin damage is a minor... fucker
But louts harassin is fuckin drole spellin through the death of rock and roll
Rap and roll are separate to some acid trip cus rock and roll is fuckin old
The group of girls your so in on have to be on there oh there and piss
But you have a problem with the man there with he's a dealer but there's a rift(?)
You need to get infront jump up on his own shit take his gear he disappears
Leave him there his hand in a bucket of water gaffer taped to a chair in a lift
The fine art of hotel expressionism
And the sentiment with the kettlent condiments
Compose your mood using the soap hanging chute(?)
The minibar can be part of the art
I'll tell you
Expressionism is his own form of art
Because with normal art someone usually the artist they pour out their heart
But it's worth is decided by committin and has to obey the law and sharks
I tell expressionists walk out the lift mind checkin' out pay for their art
Real art should be nothing but love shouldn't be about the money or fashion
I make these crap rap rhythms to pay the hotel bills that fund my packet(?)
The fine art of hotel expressionism
And the sentiment with the kettlent condiments
Compose your mood using the soap hanging chute(?)
The minibar can be part of the art
It's tedious the mischief from (?) is why we hide from enemy pages
Throwing the TV out the window mate is nothing clear of weak cliche
It's vandalism an expressionismists keenly disassociate to

Original Pirate Material
Yer listening to the streets
Lock down your aerial
Make yerself at home
We got diesel or some of that homegrown
Sit back in yer throne, turn off yer phone
Cos this is our zone
Videos, televisions, 64's Playstations
We're paring with precision
Few herbs and a bit of Benson
But don't forger the Rizla,
Lean like the Tower of Pisa
Liza, I'll raise yer,
And this is the day in the life of a Geezer
For this ain't a club track
Pull out yer 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 teenyear rudeboys
Come rain or snow the boodah flows
You don't know?
Stand on the corner watch the show
Cos life moves slow
Sort yer shit out then roll
Sex, Drugs 'n' On The Dole
Some men rise, some men fall
I hear ya call, stand tall now
Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your 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 yer toes and 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, get my boys mashed up
Your listening to The Streets
You'll bear witness to some amazing feats
Bravery in the face of defeat
All line up and grab yer seat
Cos Tony's got a new motor
SR Nova driving like a joyrider
Speeding to the corner
Yer mother warned yer to sound system banger
Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your 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 yer age
Move to the next stage
Lock the rage inside the cage,
Like SK it's 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 alight
From last weeks 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 sites, 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?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to The Streets

It's not the size of the dog in the fight,
But the fight and the dog!
Let's surprise and take a..
And if you get a knife from behind there,
.. any funny!
Do it, do it!
I won't say a word till I.. in your shoes..
Very nice new shoes!
Do it, do it!
[Chorus:]
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
Keep going!
Fall down five times,
Rise up six!
Keep the good news,
By all means,
The main streets are in a fight to win..
This is right and both sides win!
Yeah! What's the name..
Round the ring around your finger
And build the ring around to bring it, bring it!
[Chorus:]
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
Keep going!
If you can't join them, beat them!
If you want,.. be friends!
The joy of the fight is the fight and the boy
I'm making this up now finding a point.
Is he even comprende,
.. is the fun of the thing,
I can't resist anything,
For temptation..
I'm finding myself!
In here is only ordinary,
Is the hero among the ordinarily.
You have nothing to lose but your chains,
So we might..
And yet might be..
Or a..
Do it!
Do it!
At the end of the tunnel, there is always light,
It just might be a train.
Is it?
[Chorus:]
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!
If you're going through hell!

Go, get out of my house
Please
And actually give me back my keys
I'll be proper angry
You're not back later on your knees
Look, if I'm talking to you you shouldn't be gawping in thin air
You're so selfish but what about us, as in pair?
I needed you to come over man, I needed you to be near
I'm about to do something crazy; you'll regret this, I swear
This one time I really needed you to head over mine where
I was throwing up all morning it was all in my hair
Then because I was so dizzy I almost fell down the stairs
Like you always do, you know, you just don't fucking care
Look, come on, calm down, it wasn't all totally like that
You're over-reacting just a bit, maybe we can sit down and chat?
It's just you know I had stuff to do, you know, this and that
Maybe it wasn't so important as you being in the sack
But I had to sort out my pills man, I needed to stock up my stash
I couldn't do it any other day, I had to do it then, quick, snap
And you didn't want me there last Sat so I left you on your jack
And this Saturday I thought it was the same deal as last Sat at your gaff
You don't care about my broken TV
I sit on my sofa all day smoking weed
I never phoned that bloke from the TV company
So please don't be like this, please please please
Actually now I think about it, what am I guilty about?
I felt like I was in the wrong, I felt like I was the lout
Oi, this is what happened last Saturday now, I think I remember now
You were ill last Saturday and two weeks before that little bout
You know I need that medication for my epilepsy now
Or I run the risk of having a fit, you know I can't go without
So when you being in bed is because last night you got pissed
It's you that's being selfish, it's you that don't give a shit
I'm gone, I'll get out your house
Then
I'll never be back again
I'll still be 'cieving when
Text me to make up and be friends
So there you go
Don't try and gimme that shit, right?
'Cos, d'you know what I mean?
You're not exactly...fuckin'..y'know..d'you know what I mean?
It don't really matter anymore, d'you know what I mean?
It's hard enough to remember my opinions without remembering my reasons for them
You're confusing me now
I'm not gonna give you an example
I can't remember an example
You do it all the time
You know, that thing that you do
I...look, I can't remember when you last did it can I?
I'm gone anyway
I'm never gonna darken your towers again, I'll tell you that
And that thing about Femme Fatale yeah?
She's fit, and she's fitter than you anyway
I like her, d'you know what I mean?
I'm never gonna meet her
So before you get these jealous...I like her, y'know

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin’ straight into the ground
Lookin’ to the left slightly, then lookin’ back down
World feels like it’s caved in – proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she’s lookin’ straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she’s lookin’ down at her feet
Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over
So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin’, my life is crashin’ before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
‘Cause I can’t imagine my life without you and me
There’s things I can’t imagine doin’, things I can’t imagine seein’
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she’s blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin’ my hand away to my chest, from hers
Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over
And I’m just standin’ there, I can’t say a word
‘Cause everythin’s just gone
I’ve got nothin’
Absolutely nothin’
Tryin’ to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin’ to change what she’s sayin’
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I’m not gonna fuckin’, just fuckin’ leave it all now
‘Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you’re gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You’re well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she’s now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away
Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over
I know in the past I’ve found it hard to say
Tellin’ you things, but not tellin’ straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away
Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts

A new day another morning after, leaning back on my chair in a greasy spoon cafeteria
Last night was some beer laryness done our way but again we're back in the light of day
Chatting shit, sitting at the wall table telling jokes playing with the salt, lookin' out the
window
Girl brings 2 plates of full English over with plenty of scrambled eggs and plenty of fried
tomato
Get my phone out, 'bout to give this girl a shout, see if she had a nice time last night up
town
Ask if she fancies trying it again sometime then Cal grabs the phone like oi oi oi!
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!
Seriously Mick you fucker
No no no Cos ya know what I mean
Don't mug yourself
I'm fucking, I'm know way really d'ya know what I mean
I can take it or leave it, believe, and then Calvins like oi
You need to hold it down Jack, put your phone back
Quit staring into space and eat your snack, that's that
She'll want you much for not hanging on
Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong
Why should she be the one who decides whether its off or on or on or off or on
Now the girls rude, I know she's rude but she's screwed right through you, you'll be on your
knees soon
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
Bust just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!
And I'm like, honestly it's not like that, your acting like I'm prancing like a sap
Jumping when she claps and that, oi
Do you really think I act wack cos I'm tellin' ya serving the aces and it's game set and match
Perfectly in control of this goal, I got the lead role, won't be fooled and I'm older than you're told
Girl sold, high speeds gold, game over game over too cold
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred!
I know you cant stop thinking of her!
Like girl is she as smelly ala piss!

Cuz her last relationship fucked her up.
Got hurt majorly, finds it tough to trust.
Looked at the ashtray, then looked back up,
Spinnin it away on the tabletop.
She looked much fitter than saturday just.
She worked in JD's with dan.
Back then I figured she was pretty damn rough,
But she was only wearin her work stuff.
And in these clothes she looked more than buff,
She stirred her straw, sat up to adjust.
I told her I thought it was important,
That you could get lost in conversation.
Chattin shit, sittin in, oblivion
With that person who's your special one.
She said she was the worst pool player under the sun,
But blokes go easy so she always won.
I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.
She didn't look too bored with what I was sayin.
Her hair looked much better than the other day.
She had her fingers 'round her hair, playin'.
I Saw on the telly that's a good indication.
Stood up to buy the next drink though, "Nay."
Suppose that's just our girl's way.
Im tryin to think what else I could say,
Peelin' the label off, spinnin the ashtray.
Yeah actually, yes, she did look pretty neat.
Her perfume smelled expensive and sweet.
I felt like my hair looked a bit cheap,
Wished I'd had it cut back last week.
She kept givin me this look, cuz she would speak.
Was she only friendly, or was she a keep?
Asked her if she wanted the same again to drink.
Started to turn and get up out my seat.
I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.
She said that her close mates all were
Always the most important thing to her.
I said I thought it was a bit more blurred.
She asked what I meant by that as she stirred.
I told her about the money and what had occurred
With it goin missing from the living room, so.
With my best mates all there standin by,
Right where I left it, under their eyes.
So surely one of them might have spied
What happened to my money at that time.
I felt like they were all smilin on the side.
She was like "fair play" she couldn't say why.
She didn't know what all my mates were like.
And I said she just might be right.
Wish I had someone I could always rely,
Someone to get lost chattin to all night.
I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.
As I walked back with more drinks to our place,
She had her phone stuck to the side of her face.
I sat for a minute while she chatted away
'bout somethin with her mom and her birthday.
Played for a bit with the same ashtray,
Thought about things while i sat and waited.
It was nice to chat about the shit in my head,
Someone who just listens to you instead.
I looked at the barman, wiping down again,
Looked at the football on the tv set,
Tryin to look like i weren't just waitin there
For her conversation to come to an end.
I look at my watch and realized right then
That, for three hours, been in conversation.
Before she put her phone down, she switched to silent,
And we carried on chattin for more than that again.
I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.
I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,

Using the following, I'm going to show you:
A) How to con someone using their own greed,
B) That you won't feel bad 'cos they're trying to con you anyway, and
C) TAKING THEIR MONEY!
As I have come to realise, running the beats is just getting people's confidence.
This scam only works 'cos that man thinks he's working this scam
And that you man off his mark
Get your mate, let's call your mate Piers
No, not Piers, let's call him Farquhar
Anyway get Farquhar to crawl into a bar with his dog
Like I said, the barman will try and con you later
but you're gonna take all his money.
Anyway, get Farquhar to pass into a local bar
And call to the bar to look after a dog for a dart
Just for 20 quid for a while, claiming that he hated it
But it was worth more than his car
This, by the way, requires that you find and supply Farquhar
With an animal, and a life, from your local park.
Get a nice dog that doesn't bark
But not so nice that someone might miss this mutt from the park
Anyway, using this technique you're gonna take all this man's money
But you're not gonna care, cos he's gonna fucking deserve it
You'll never con an Honest John
An Honest John you can't drag down (Exactly!)
Con-do-lee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one (It's all one big con)
Neighbour you won't con
An Honest John
Now listen, get Farquhar to dart out the bar
And just shop for some garm's, maybe
Just to pass an hour or so
I would go shopping cos' I gave up drinking
But whatever, just have Farquhar down the road
Now you walk in the bar, walk up to the barman
Order a jar, when you've caught him slouched on his own
Start eyeing the dog that he's minding by his side
Currently vibe him and start on about the dog you own.
Start asking the barman, if it's his fine specimen of a dog
Nod, smile, agree, look interested and cool
When he tells you it's someone else's you've just left previous
Tell him, 'This is a very rare breed of animal.'
Last time I lied my manager swiped me
But lie, and tell him it's like a fucking Red-Eared Hunting Spaniel.
Tell him it's worth 600 quid and you would pay handsomely if you were to accept finance at all
You'll never con an Honest John (Sometimes...)
An Honest John you can't drag down (...Sometimes I think I should just go completely...)
Condolee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one
Neighbour you won't con an Honest John (Keep listening though, it's important that you keep listening...)
Now take all his shopping off him
Get your mate Farquhar to pop in
Looking straight gutted a bit later on
He should order a jar, talk at the bar
Ensure he looks calm, warm with the barman
And generally start conversating on.
Farquhar should start falling apart
About how he's arsed up some chance
And how arsed up his day was.
Or in the event, the spread betting he's getting ready to accept
That his rent's not getting payed up.
The barmans mind will chime slowly for a while
He might wipe the bar, as his mind is making sums.
Farquhar should continue to moan about money
And that this mutt is not the greatest of his worries.
And like 'ching!', the barman will five out of six times
Kindly offer his greed to buy the dog for a price of 300 quid
And after some bartering, your barman will haggle and charge harder
In greed of the scent of the scheme in his head. (That's right, neighbour!)
You'll never con an Honest John
An Honest John you can't drag down
Condolee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one
(The barman, is gonna see how much he can stitch you up for.)
Neighbour you won't con an Honest John
(How does that work? Cos' everytime it's based around someone who thinks they're conning you.)
They'll never imagine the whole scenario is prepared solely for him
Why should he?
That sort of paranoia can get you in the loony bin!
As I have come to realise, running the beats is just getting people's confidence.
AND THAN TAKING THEIR MONEY!

Thats the one, Oy
How did he not find the baggy, with his hand in my shoe?
Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through.
Should be a good night in here, Ramo in the main room,
People keep pushing me though, no reception on the phone.
And i'm thinkin'...
(Light are blinding my eyes)
They said they'd be here they said, they said in the corner,
And im thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
These look well speckly, bit of green and blue,
Freeze is well cheap though, so i'll take three if i need to.
Right im on the plan, i wish the bouncers would go away,
Borrow water off this man, here goes nothing OK,
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Thats proper rank, that tastes like hairspray
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
I hate coming to the entrance, just to get bars on my phone,
You have no new messages, so why haven't they phoned?
Menu, write message, so where are you and Simone?
Send message, dans number, where've they gone?
And im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Why's the message pending? where the fuck are ya?
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Hmm, brandy or beer? Waters a good idea,
Wish that bar lady'd appear; and come serve over here.
Where the fuck could they be? still not over in the corner,
This nights a tragedy, i keep thinking i saw her.
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
No thats not them, thats not them either...
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
I'm still not feeling anything, this has got to be a dud.
It's been ages since i necked it, and smoked six tabs to the nub.
Belly's not even tingling, i just feel a bit pissed..
No-one looks like minglin', i cant see her or him..
And im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
I'm gonna do another i think. Yeah, one more, these are shit.
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
These toilets are a piss take, queue's bigger than the door.
Gotta get rid of this pill taste, what are they chattin so much for?
Glad i'm not a girl in this place, they'll be here til dawn.
Sure my belly's tingling a bit, somethings happening im sure.
And im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Maybe i shouldnt have done the second one, i feel all fidgety and warm...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Whoa, everything in the room is spinning, i think i'm going to fall down,
My heart's beating to quick, i'm fucking tripping out.
I wonder whether they got in, turned away no doubt.
Who cares, this is a tune coming in, that who where hes like..
Im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
My eyes are rolling back, i'm rubbing my thighs with my hand.
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Yeah yeah they cheer - can they see my hand in the air?
Need to wave 'em over here. Swear Simone's kissing Dan.
My head is twisted sever, body's rushing everywhere,
They could have texted me when they were near, but i'm fucked and i don't care.
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
What was i thinkin' about? Ah who cares, i'm maaaashed.
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Totally fucked, cant hardly fuckin' stand.

Some people live their lives by a little red book
The points for right lying out and guides them good
They never really mimic every word by eye
'Cause if they did they'd be in a whole world of strife
The book's quite old school, but then it was tough
It contains some quite experimental justice
The thinking people are thinking that without this book
That without these verses we'd pillage and murder but
Following this red book word for word
Leads you to actually pillage and murder
Could it be so what we think to be right
Is simply the opinion that survived?
Do what you think's right and you will feel alright
'Cause when you're bad you will feel sad
That's the religion I live by
There's a bloke in the book who made everything
He knows every individual and every trick in them
Way above emotion, never getting stressed
But when men choose against him, gets jealous
People fight for him in crippling wars
But since he has the power of infinite awe
We're merely itching on futilities floor
Should we really be needing to assist him at all?
If he loves us all, knowing all we think
Should he only like people with faith in him?
Given I can't control what I truly believe
Can I be forgiven for only believing who I see?
Do what you think's right and you will feel alright
'Cause when you're bad you will feel sad
That's the religion I live by
Do what you think's right and you will feel alright
'Cause when you're bad you will feel sad
That's the religion I live by
Could it be time to avoid this bush
So we wouldn't be blind when joining up coulds?
Could we see both sides of the coin for the good
Breed less strife on our voyage for good?
Getting threatened by men with questions
We'll never get anywhere rejecting evidence
Could we test everything instead of betting
On alleged legends?
If we teach that it's right to blindly believe
If we reach to the sky to define our meaning
Well, I agree what's right will keep driving people
To fight with people
Do what you think's right and you will feel alright
'Cause when you're bad you will feel sad

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
if their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Out the club about three, to the take-away
The shit-in-a-tray merchants, shops got special perchant for the disorderly
Geezerz looking ordinary and a few looking leary
Chips fly round the sound of the latest chart entry
An incendiary waiting to blast
No harm with the contest who can throw the furthest
Behind the counter they look nervous, but
Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick
Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back
You spin round on the attack
'Fuck you playing at? he looks like a cheshire cat, almost falls down
Your frowns and superman eye lasers don't even register
By now you want to leather this twat
And forever your gonna regret that, your choice of path
So mash his head up and your girls now fed up
But stop to think and it's never gonna be the Jackie Chan scene it could have been to end up
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
So you owe someone money subbing scunny
Best pay me billy - no worries
One-fifty on sunday
But in someway that turns into wednesday
Then goes straight to pay on a hazy evening in the local bar-cafe
What a way. What a way
Just to recap for those at the back, this is everyday tit-for-tat you owe your dealer and
can't pay back fee
Suddenly he's the baddy
So you tell your mates you could have him anyway, to look 'geez'.
But he's a shady fuck, beamer three series, lock, stock and two fat fucks backing him up
Can't convey enough of his desire for the paper stuff
In a blunt fashion Billy's angry with a passion
So please just accept it ain't happening
And go back to your runnins
'Cos you might get yourself in trouble one of these days
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Get hold of this bird after pub closing hours
Would your girl like this? No don't think so somehow, in the winter showers
But she'll never know and your face will never show shit
This is how goes it and besides she was well fit
And who could resist
Move up to the next place, a smooth club to flex bass beats and your best mates all down
Nice sound, smirnoff ice round.
MC's clowning, ruud boyz frowning
Everything's sweet everything's tucked-in.
And round here were all downing.
But all of a sudden though, just through the smoke, is your bird laughing and joking with a
bloke?
Ain't just that either, as she moves closer,
Miss-shape what looks like their lover - he's tonguing her.
All rage sweeps up through your torso, your moreso ready to go over and show him whos man
Football fan style
Leave it in the can for a while, cos even as they smile you still got choices
Don't listen to them voices
And at the end of the day you may just have caused this
So leave the forces
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence

Excuse me girl
I know it's a bit embarrassing but
I just noticed some tan lines
On your shirt
See I reckon you're about an 8 or a 9,
Maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time.
That blue top shop top you've got on IS nice,
Bit too much fake tan though - but yeah you score high.
But there's just one little thing that really really,
Really really annoying me about you you see,
Yeah yeah like I said you are really fit
But my gosh don't you just know it
I'm not trying to pull you
Even though I would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it
So when I looked at you standing there with your hoard,
I was waiting in the queue looking at the board
Wondering whether to have a Burger or chips
Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
When I noticed out the corner of my eye
Looking toward my direction
Your eyes locked onto my course
I couldn't concentrate on what I wanted to order,
Which cost me my place in the queue I waited for YEAH
I'm not trying to pull you
Even though I would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit but my gosh don't you know it
Whoa! Leave it out
Are you smoking crack or something?
Leave it Out
Mike just leave it just leave it
We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
S'not worth it mike, just leave it
Don't Touch Me, S'not Worth It
Don't Touch Me, D, Look I'm Alright
Don't Touch me
For a while there I was thinking - yeah but what if?
Picturing myself pulling with bare white hot wit
Snaring you as you were standing there opposite
Whether or not you knew it I swear you didn't tick
And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing
Was clocking onto you too yeah I had to admit
That yeah yeah you are fit,
And yeah I do want it,
But I stop sharking for a minute to get chips and drinks
I'm not trying to pull you
Even though I would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it
Now, I bashed my head hard earlier choosing a brew.
But I am digressing slightly so I'll continue.
I didn't want to bowl over all geezer and rude,
Not rude like good but just rude like uncouth,
You girls think you can just flirt and it comes to you,
But let me tell you, see, yes, yes, but you are really rude,
And rude as in good, I knew this as you stood and queued,
But I just did not want to give the satisfaction to you!
I'm not trying to pull you
Even though I would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it
Oy, just as you started to make your big advance
With the milkshake and that little donut in hand
I was like nah, I can't, even though you look grand
But you look sharp there smiling hard suggesting and
Gleaming away with your hearty hearty looking tan
But I admit the next bit was spanner to my plan
You walked towards my path but just brushed right past
And into the arms of that fucking white shirted man
I'm not trying to pull you
Even though I would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it
What do I give a fuck.. I've got a girlfirend anyway
(whoa, we've all had a drink mate)
We're all a bit drunk, yeah we've had a few fair play
I got this stella I bombed from that last café
This nights not even begun, yes yes oh yay
I did fancy you a bit though yeah I must say
I would rather I hadn't mugged myself on display
But this is just another case of female stopping play
On otherwise a total result of a holiday
I'm not trying to pull you
Even though I would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it
Ha ha huh huh huh
You're fit but you know it
You're fit but you know it
You're fit but you know it
I think I'm going to fall over
I think I'm going to fall

If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
Two days before i finally snap from (?) a gig
I was being a twat the bass player behind the (?) cap he's belgium another bright screaming gang
Johnny drums see peeps leaving trailing gaps putting face cream on between the breaks and tracks
I needed to stop this, draw the last of my ways
20 minutes to go the floor manager says
Been a long summer (?) band's an age i wanna dry my eyes and all the band on the stage
(I wana see the whole crowd in Belgium)
dead silence not very nice to feel so depressed and violent
(He's fuckin' puttin moisturiser on, he's fuckin moisturisin' his face... i know YEAH)
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
(Some cunt is bringin up a load of fuckin shithole streets hats)
Oi, oi, (?) down the day before the crafts the hats were bought by warner staff thought they were fakes,
not thought to ask
so i (?) the audience found under the stage but i'd only just spoken ted mayham has never seen me so
darn broken
the very next day in bed in London
with a girl i have little memory of
unable to feel anything much which was the reason why i bought my first suit
wasn't thinking at that bit on stage
the fake streets hats were actually not fake!
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about
If you don't like what's going down
you need to change something round
and what you can't change you've got to change the way you thought about

Can you blatantly say looking straight in her face
That you aren't telling tales to her.
If you never tell a lie to her,
You don't have to remember anything,
It all goes out the window when,
I try to do it myself,
Can you blatantly say looking straight in her face that you aint telling tales to her.
That you never get stressed when she questions events you'll be best to forget.
Can you actually blag when the lamb glances when you prang and your chatting,
That if you had the chance to go back to her pad for a passionate act you wouldn't have it?
Oi Why's that then?
Its cause the reason you been faithful is
Its been so good
You never seen temptation
Deep down you hear the mans burden
We all have a mans burden
You'll always be a bad person
It's getting you down
you were letting her down,
You were tempted and failed.
You showed her up,
You need to be owning up you need to show her you love her for once.
It was an extreme circumstance it was she that advanced
She defeated you gradually
So you must then be honest you must then get on this.
Mend the wrong shit.
If you never tell a lie to her,
You don't have to remember anything,
It all goes out the window when,
I try to do it myself
Oi oi, so why you wanna phone up?
Why you wanna own up?
You were selfish and so dumb.
To ease It off ur chest, to be relieved of the mess that's being proper selfish,
I been in some broken moments I know what goes on the road but there's a road you chose however coked
up your brain you know you chose to strain you know it was your game oi
But it makes you see things clearer
It was weird though man
But you didn't wanna be with her
Seriously back home
If a girl was to even hear
It would spare her weak heart
She have no fear
The chance to see the fit thing naked will spell and memorise you.
You'll disregard the ways the lady in your life inspires you.
Which is why to day she tires of you, you'll be crying and howling.
And if you had the chance to go back to her pad for a passionate act you wont allow it.
But if your plans for a chance to go back aint even had.
Then the passionate act won't happen, 'cause you plan not to have the chance,
Rewind back if that sounded fast.
Oi you can't think straight, you gotta avoid the situation ignore what she's doing.
You may be mugged if you trust too much but it will fuck you up more worrying about trust
If you never tell a lie to her,
You don't have to remember anything,
It all goes out the window when,
I try to do it myself
You may be mugged if you trust too much
But it will more fuck you up

Stop for a minute, dont make a move
Like you dont have much to prove
Standing there hands in the air
Like you dont have much to care
A you cant say what you B
I dont C what you see
I hear a meloDy
To drop with a mellow E
Hell not, never give a F
Never shit a G
Never dinged the H
Why you lieing to my I
DJ be careful with the K
Before everyday blaze L
The condemned will all condem and theM theN remember O
I used to want the P but id rather do not Q
I dont wanna hear R
I dont wanna hear S2
Sit back and sip T
It starts but not U
Or ill give you straight V
Single me double you (W)
No stress life from your X
Dont angle to no Y yes
Its only ever the way with your sket from a to Z

Turn on the light
so it burns in the night
turning down the flay
the world is uncertain
I'm certained by the curtains tonight
You will not know but grow
We will not dare, we'll always care and ply with your hair
Got to reverse the pattern
What's the worse that could happen?
For the first time in my adulthood
The worse that could happen
Is utterly unthinkable, sinking unsaid dread
Suddenly I'm worried about the bread under the bed
But then all sort of awful shit seem plausible indoors
Proportions get "walked" in to the worse, and for certain
You're growing thumbs
I'm growing numb
"totting" to your mom's lips like it might be quite fun
A blip on a screen
You don't know me
I think about you
And what you'll grow to be
Black and white blotches to watch and not get,
and the flashes of sense along with your body and head
It is all as simple as you think when you were little,
It is all as simple as me sinking a little drink
Your growing nails, Mine are so nailed
I'm drinking your mothers wine for both of us today
You don't know choice but you know my voice,
you should never have of chosen me I have love like a boy
The world's so dark sometimes, the noise of the cars
building a world up of toys and stars
A blip on a screen
You don't know me
I think about you
And what you'll grow to be
You'll dance on every song, foot fall every little move,
before you realize that every noise is not music
My dad raised these thoughts, he pastes these boards
I never knew I just grew that's all you can do
but then growing to an adult is just learning the language
of explaining with words what you were as a baby
You'll leisurely learn how to lie and pretend, to service your love and rely on your friends
this could be fraught but its all I got taught and I don't wanna make it up as I go along with yours
I fix and I plan
but this is just mad
I love you

Seven Lonely Streets,Walking All Alone.
Never Needing No One,Always On My Own.
Since I Left The World,To Live My Own Way,
People I Don't See,No One's In My Day.
In My Sleep I hear,But My Eyes Can't See
Photos Of My Past,Of My Life To Be.
Ear Faced To The Wind To See All I Can Hear,
The Days Would Be So Long,Seven Streets I Fear.
Seven Lonely Streets I'm Walking All On My Own.
Seven Days I Weep,Oh All Alone,So All Alone.
Seven Lonely Streets,On My Own.
Seven Lonely Streets,Walking All Alone.
Never Needing No One,Always On My Own.
Since I Left The World,To Live My Own Way,
People I Don't See,No One's In My Day.
Seven Lonely Streets,I'm Walking All Alone.

Life is hard and you gotta face the fact no one to trust no one to watch your back time to time you need to check your backup coz you never know how gets to be put up on the streets you can't be too suregotta know how and what to fight for know your enemy that is how it's gonna be now take a look around and tell me what you see streets tell me what you see streets never close your eyes streets wake up and smell reality streets tell me what you see there are no rules in the game of survival once you're out there gotta check who's your rival it gonna take you out lookin for that one time so be prepared and don't be so blind

high times,the clock strikes midnight
she grabs her things and turns to go
her coat tightly around her waist
and walks her way back home alone
raindrops drip down her shoulders
she's sick and tired of this life
the night are getting colder
selling her body for a dime
back in her small apartment
takes off her dress and high-heeled shoes
she hates to wear this garment
to drink, is all that she can do
she knows her dream has burst now
alone and sad,she sit and cries
somebody came and stole it
it's time to live, or time to die
looking back on her life
packed with crap,with pain and with lies
seems that nothing went right
found the streets with it's life
sure it's not what she thought for her kind
sought the sun with blind eyes
in the back of her mind
oh- she can feel the touch
of her mother's hand
the whisper
oh- don't go away
that's not your life
it's hate that you'll find
looking back on her life
packed with crap,with pain and with lies
seems that nothing went right
found the streets with it's life
sure it's not what she thought for her kind
sought the sun with blind eyes
now she's part of the grime
never thought it would turn out this way

(feat. Bun B)
[Verse 1: 8 Ball]
Off brand niggaz we ain't fuckin with y'all
Catch up with ya kind cuz you ain't touchin a dog
Imitation fake like Gucci suits niggaz be wearin
Nigga like me hit the room and all the bitches be starin'
I'm not fine I'm not cute, they just know I got some loot
Grippin wood, lookin good '24s make them choose
Nine times out of ten the bitches bad news
Hit the dick and start actin like a motherfuckin' fool
Clothes brand new from my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag every day, that's what ghetto niggaz do
Hustle hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the club they be poppin bottles too
We crunk and keep it hype and everybody know it's on
When my work hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone
I rap like I'm quick enough but catch 'em full of zones
When my work hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone, nigga
[Chorus: 8 Ball & MJG]
Street niggaz (keep your guns hit the traps
spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like)
Street niggaz (push it all hard or ball
sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all)
Street niggaz (keep your guns hit the traps
spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like)
Street niggaz (push it all hard or ball
sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all)
[Verse 2: MJG]
I'm just a street nigga I keep my heat under the seat
If a... bum run up hope he got his gun up
From sundown to sunup I keep it with me
And I end up be unloadin on y'all when y'all hit me
It's a grand shame that you niggaz come from it but can't walk through it
What is it? I thought you knew it
It was the streets nigga, my seat used to hit it when I didn't have no wheels to go get it
M J fuckin' G droppin these bars with no regards for snitches and fake broads
You ain't hard from steroids, nigga you big fraud
I remember when them bullets was takin your lunch card
I'm a real ghetto politician
and what I gotta give in to motherfuckers who willin to try to vision
When a nigga spittin', Quit all the whinin' and bitchin'
Baby sharp, look and listen, pay attention to what you been missin'
It's the --
[Chorus]
[Bridge: 8 Ball]
Yea come on..
Street niggaz, street niggaz
We sittin' on leathers and we grippin' on wood (Streets is watchin')
We makin plenty bread and reppin' our hood (Streets is watchin')
Money over bitches, man it still all good (Streets is watchin')
We makin plenty bread and we reppin' our hood (Streets is watchin')
[Verse 3: Bun B]
What can I say about these streets that I be walkin'?
Not too much cuz where I from niggaz ain't motherfuckin talkin
We'd rather listen and watch
Tryin to flex and gaurd their clothes and Baume and Mercier ? watches
Tryin' to get my gloss on
I paid the cos' to be the boss on these corners where ballin niggaz floss on
Haters get tossed on, 5-0 get ?? and out of towners get robbed
and drop that, can't nobody gonna stop that
See it was like this before me
So if you think it's time to change, nigga show me
Obviously you don't know me It's time that you learned
Niggaz that try to hold me on my grind, they get burned
I'm down from P.A., Man - West side to the east, fool
(Aw come on Bun B, dude what about peace?)
Fuck peace, fool
You want some love, ask your momma or the lord
Bitch I'm down with pimps see, UGK be goin harder
[Chorus]

When shadows turn to faces
When faces take on names
When names tell us their stories
Of their brokenness and pain
When love flows through the cities
Through the grid of all the streets
Under bridges in the alleys
Like blood through our veins
Love is real
Love will bleed
Love will heal, love
Love will need
When love is used like money
It turns into our greed
When love is more like water
Then everyone will drink
So, let it flow through all our cities
(Like the rivers fall)
And flood them like the sea
(Love fill us all)
Fill the souls that hunger
Lord, give us what we need, yeah
Love is real
Love will bleed
Love will heal, love
Love will need
Love is real
Love will bleed
Love will heal, yeah
Love will need
Love, change the world, yeah
Love, change the world
You can see it when He walks around
You can feel it when He moves the ground
We?re all colored with a crimson stain
Can you see it now? Can you see Him now?
From the clouds to the world below
From the mountain to the city of gold
Love is coming like an urgent rain
Can you feel it now? Can you feel Him now?
From the clouds to the world below
From the mountain to the city of gold
Love is coming like an urgent rain