Text: Streets. Original Pirate Material. Let's Push Things Forward.
This ain't the down it's a upbeat
Make it complete, so what's the story?
Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD
Latest technology, darts at Treble 20
Huge non recuperable advance, majors be vigilant
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll have a little dance, shall we?
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communications in BOLD type
This ain't your archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasounds north, south, east, west
And all 'round and then to the underground
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with your viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag, it's a shipment
This ain't a track, it's a movement
I got the settlement
My frequencies are transient
And resonate your eardrums
I make bangers not anthems
Leave that to the Artful Dodger
The broad shouldered, 51% shareholder
You won't find us on Alta Vista, cult classic, not bestseller
You're gonna need more power
Plug in the free phase and the generator
Crank it up to the gigawatts
Critics ready with your potshots, the plot thickens
Put on your mittens for these sub-zero conditions
But remember I'm just spittin'
Remember I'm just spittin'
Once bitten forever smitten
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
Split jewels like eastern riches, junkie fixes
Around here we say birds, not bitches
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burnin' up
Turns out you're in luck so I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
So it's just another show flick
From your local city poet
In case you geezers don't know it
Lets push things forward
It's a tall order but we're taller
Callin' all mawlers, backstreet brawlers
Corner shop crawlers, victories flawless
Love us or hate us but don't slate us
Don't conform to formulas
Pop genres and such, Sharp darts, Double Dutch
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
Make it complete, so what's the story?
Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD
Latest technology, darts at Treble 20
Huge non recuperable advance, majors be vigilant
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll have a little dance, shall we?
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communications in BOLD type
This ain't your archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasounds north, south, east, west
And all 'round and then to the underground
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with your viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag, it's a shipment
This ain't a track, it's a movement
I got the settlement
My frequencies are transient
And resonate your eardrums
I make bangers not anthems
Leave that to the Artful Dodger
The broad shouldered, 51% shareholder
You won't find us on Alta Vista, cult classic, not bestseller
You're gonna need more power
Plug in the free phase and the generator
Crank it up to the gigawatts
Critics ready with your potshots, the plot thickens
Put on your mittens for these sub-zero conditions
But remember I'm just spittin'
Remember I'm just spittin'
Once bitten forever smitten
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
Split jewels like eastern riches, junkie fixes
Around here we say birds, not bitches
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burnin' up
Turns out you're in luck so I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
So it's just another show flick
From your local city poet
In case you geezers don't know it
Lets push things forward
It's a tall order but we're taller
Callin' all mawlers, backstreet brawlers
Corner shop crawlers, victories flawless
Love us or hate us but don't slate us
Don't conform to formulas
Pop genres and such, Sharp darts, Double Dutch
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
Streets
Original Pirate Material
Streets