The Streets
Who Dares Wins
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 ba** line and beat
Lock on to 102.6, The Streets
Kronenbourg, double doves and herbs
Actions speak louder than words
Get f**ked up, sat on the kerb, street geezers
Accept me as your own
Let me make myself at home, I just ain't a clone
Still got the Monsta Boy ringtone though
Raised as a Northern star
With a London Underground Travelcard