Let’s Push Things Forward (The Streets Remix)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Mike Skinner & Dizzee Rascal] Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa" (Roll Deep crew) Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward (Live on The Streets) (2000-and-slew) Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward (Realness, huh) Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa", oi (Press deep on these and) [Verse 1: Breeze] This man is too jacked Can't kick the cats out the flats All of little use, I got gats, but don't watch that 'Cause I got a compact, double impact In fact, my whole crew strapped How ya like that? Everybody splat when I kick off the back door Are you lookin' for a fat jaw? Do I have to get the hacksaw and make your back sore? [Verse 2: Flowdan] Low key, yeah, four by four Thought he was raw in a lyrical war Now he laying on the floor, sore Come in the front, left out the back door Them boy can't fuck about no more Can't chat shit no more Can't feel sweet no more Why? 'Cause he's laying on the floor, sore And on the riddim, I'm raw [Interlude: Mike Skinner] Oi, oi, oi Bring it back, yeah? Bring it back [Chorus: Mike Skinner] Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa", oi Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward [Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal] Streets ain't gettin' lighter Boydem are gettin tighter You might get shot for a gun-shaped lighter Not once, not twice, not three, not four, not five But six or a cigarette lighter shaped as a blicks Now they got guns, so they don't need sticks The mother with one less child; in bits I'll never obey the law, boydem are pricks [Verse 4: Scratchy5] Steppin' out of line in the streets, receive a mout' box Don't really matter if you've got French crop Plaits, locks, baldy head or a box We'll get banged up, you may as well take rocks Steppin' out of line in the streets, get battered Teeth get shattered, crew get splattered It don't matter whoever you bring down Whoever you bring down, know that I swing round [Chorus: Mike Skinner] Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa", oi Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa", oi [Verse 5: Wiley] Ha, when I was a kid I didn't really wanna back it And now I am a G, got no choice to back it And Roll Deep are real, you can't talk mackie Know a lot of people who chat it but don't back it, can't hack it They shouldn't be here Can't stack it? They shouldn't be here So real in here, we ever come fair My clothes wear and tear, don't trust what you hear You a fool if you can't hear You can't hear if your brain ain't in gear You can't hear if you're chattin' shit over there You can't hear? That's when I'm givin' you ear You can't hear? Then I know you shouldn't be here I'm makin' it clear, I'm takin' it where? You're takin' it there I'm takin' it to the ghetto 'cause I still live there I like it here, I'm lovin' it there, it's real here Can you see me in the clear? I'm like a mountain bear, yo [Verse 6: Mike Skinner] Oi, oi, oi, come in the back exit Tax next Beck's where mans has just left it Oi, she nah flex wit, so get a box for my wit Keep low, dance solo, whoa, avoid the scary folk Pilled up, 's no8 joke, all fallin' over in the smoke [Verse 7: [?]] I used to be a sinner Had to turn around and be a smart man, champagne blinger Doorbell ringer with the one-night flinger 'Cause the real chef man be the winner, yo Get myself together, that's what the big Wiley Kat told me Do music, the streets can't hold we You're old and lonely, your shit be on safety You better saddle up a rag quick, hasty [Verse 8: Biggie Pitbull] Remember, the limbs aren't breakable The jewels ain't young, they're take-able You won't even get a slap, you're shakeable Your girl's lies on a slag face, make-able To you, your lyrics aren't aim-able To me, you're a prick and a flame-able I bet you thought my flow was available I'm Roll Deep, so you're not blameable [Chorus: Mike Skinner] Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa", oi Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward Smash the show, glass on the go Let's push things forward Smash the show, glass on the go Geezers like "Whoa", oi [Outro: Mike Skinner] I'm gone Oi, that's it, I'm gone I've had too much brandy I got the shakes That's it