Lyrics The Streets

The Streets

Sharp Darts

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?

Or do you need an interpreter?