It's all about francais, is it francais or francais, what's that, francais, francais.
Bigging up to Jungle Jack, listen, oi, make yourself at home, we got diesel or some of
that home grown, sit back in your throne, turn off your phones, this is our zone, videos,
64's, playstations, wear memory with precision, few herbs and a bit of Benson, but don't forget
the Rizla, lean like the Tower of Giza, these are, Oasia, and this is a day in the life
of a Giza, for this ain't a club track, pull out your sack and sit back, whether you white
or black, smoke weed, taste brown or too 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 T man, rude boys, come rain and snow, the Buddha flows, you don't
know, stand on the corner, watch the show, cause life moves slow, sort your *** out,
then roll, ***, drugs, thunder, dole, some men ride, some men fall, I hear you call,
stand tall now, has it come to this, oi, oi, oi, original pirate material, you listen
to the street, lock down your aerial, has it come to this, oi, oi, oi, original pirate
material, you listen to the street, lock down your aerial, I'm just spitting, think I'm
ghetto, stop dreaming, my data's streaming, I'm giving your bird them feelings, touch
your toes and touch the ceiling, we walk the tightrope of street cred, keep my dogs fed,
all jungle or garages, gold teeth, Valentinos and Jeds now, you were verbally slapped up,
physically tipped up, spinally ripped up, I do the science on my laptop, and get my
boys mashed up, you're listening to the streets, you'll bear witness to some amazing feats,
bravery in the face of defeat, all line up and *** your seat, cause Tony's got a new
motor, SR Nova, driving like a joyrider, speeding to the corner, your mother warns
you it's a sound system, banger, has it come to this, oi, oi, oi, original pirate material,
you listen to the street, lock down your aerial, has it come to this, oi, oi, oi, original
pirate material, you listen to the street, we're mad free, my underground train runs
from Mile End to Ealing, from Brixton to Bounds Green, my spitting's dirty, my beats
are clean, so smoke weed and be lean, I step out my yard through the streets, in the dead
heat, while I bust my spear and my beats, I play fair, don't cheat, I keep the gangsta
sweet, turn the page, don't rip it out at your age, move to the next stage, lock the
rays inside the cage, like SK, it's a new day, but don't take the shortcut through the
subway, it's play or play, these geezers walk the gangway, deep seated urban decay, deep
seated urban decay, bit down close to light, from last week's big garage night, the next
Tyson fight, I could come at 90 degrees Fahrenheit, so don't copy the copyright, I got them in
my sights, blinding with the lights, taking to dizzy new heights, blinding with the lights,
blinding with the lights, dizzy new heights, has it come to this, oi, that is what I'm
talking about, original pirate material, you listen to the street, lock down your aerial,
has it come to this, oi, that is what I'm talking about, original pirate material, you
listen to the street, lock down your aerial, has it come to this, tell me, you know you
want it Eddie, stab them keys man, make it jazz, has it come to this, oi, that is what
I'm talking about, original pirate material, more jazz, more jazz, stab that ***, that
was too much jazz.