This ain't the down, it's the upbeat

This ain't the down, it's the upbeat 
Make it complete 
So what's the story? 
Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD 
Latest technology, darts at Treble 20 
Huge non-recuparable advance 
Majors be vigilant 
I excel in both content and deliverance 
So let's put on our classics 
And we'll ‘ave a little dance, shall we? 
No sales pitch, no media hype 
No hydro, it's nice and ripe 
I speak in communication in bold type 
This AIN’T yer archetypal street sound 
Scan for ultrasounds North, South, East, West 
And all round and then to the underground 

You say that every thing 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 yer viewpoint 
But this ain't your typical Garage joint 
I make points which hold significance 
That ain't a bag, it's 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 
Your gonna need more power, 
Plug in the freephase and the generator 
Crank it up to the gigawatts 
Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens 
Put on yer 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 

Spilt jewels like Eastern riches 
Junkie fixes 
Around 'ere we say birds, not [bad word] 
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burning up 
Turns out your in luck 
Cos I know this dodgy [bad word] in The Duck 
So it's just another showflick from your 
Local City Poet 
Case you geezers don't know it 
Let’s Push Things Forward 
It's a tall order, but we’re taller 
Calling all maulers, backstreet brawlers 
Cornershop crawlers, victory’s 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.