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Streets Has It Come To This

streets Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? You're listening

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

seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it Cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone

hell. Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street

This town has its claws buried in my neck This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate The streets are in distress The sun suffocates behind

Middle-Eastern and Latin Black, White, New York you make it happen Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders We come

disrespectful little street punk Unlock the back of my trunk You see, you take this bat And bash my head into the street again No-ones around so I keep beating it

take it off (TAKE IT OFF) Say take it off (YOU BETTER TAKE IT OFF) Say take it off (TAKE IT OFF) Say take it off (BETTER TAKE IT OFF) [Busta Rhymes]

it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin' Keep it movin' along, keep it movin' along Keep it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin' Keep