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Streets Score - The Streets
Sometimes I look down sometimes I look up

Sometimes I look down sometimes I look up

That's it

I'm a fake

I don't live The Streets

But there's only so many hours in a day and
I use them to make beats

In the studio immersed in
Rehearsing
My technique

I live loops sleep snares and breathe beats
Then sieve through
Keep the best there
And only leave to eat

Shut the door
Pen and re-record the vocals just once more

And now you know why these walls are the only walls I ever saw
Call me the Quick Draw McGraw Show but on Logic Audio

Kind of like a street score
Though not the genuine article

More facts packed in a soundtrack to the acting
In a film and I'm the lead
Believe me in a tragedy scene a tear ran down my cheeks
So cue the fairytale finale

Listen to the dialogue

But not too deep
Soak up the feeling
But don't quote me please
Incidentally

Don't worry about continuity

The person we hired to do that was relieved of their duties

Also in the first scene my jeans are green
But then they change mysteriously to cream

Again bad continuity
But I still mean what I mean

I wear Nike a lot
My hoodie's a tight Schott
But does my life sound as interesting as a fight in a chip shop
I think not
The hype's not to be believed
I ain't the archetypal street geez
But I am right on being a beat junkie

I gave up the fight for an easy life a long time ago
When the last bird dumped me

Buy me get one studio free

I use words for effect to illustrate passion

Themes ring fact and specifics are usually fiction

I probably couldn't tell you half of what
Has It Come To This means
I was simply setting a scene
Of concrete
Not sky and green trees

I still hold the same hundred feet high dreams

But a lot of things scare me though
I think I read somewhere recently that fear is a useless feeling because
I can't run to where I'm heading without running from where I was

It's all because

Where I'm from is not the issue
This is my imagination
I don't sing the blues or feel fever

Which by definition ain't spoken truth either

It floats around places I've never even been to
So don't lean toward the door at four
Just as the dance floor gets raw
Some of the things this tour makes out I'd done been or did
Wasn't me I weren't the one
I'd only seen it
I was always too zoned-out on drum machine shit
To worry about the day to day out in the dosh pit

Flip the 12 inches
This is the original mix
Called

Maybe my sarcastic Brit twist on ting will be my downfall

Suddenly I'm defined by my lyrical

So I apologise for being so self-obsessed on this tune

Let's get back to the story soon as

The Streets

The score

Tell me what you think it is

Cause I don't know anymore