Neighbourhood Hit Lyrics

[Solo] Yes, yes, Solo MC Nick Lupi, Just Enuf Haha "there goes the neighbourhood" One two, one two Oneday Crew coming through to a neighbourhood near you [Just Enuf] Well I'ma take 'em home past memory lane Going eighty miles while I blow dust off it, let me explain I'ma tell it how it was said to me same Saturday in September, forget the weather but remember the train A dead grey ghost embedded with flames, I didn't get it Hype mag in my man's room, I went and read it He said "You wanna bomb the lines?", replied as if my shit ain't stank "Bank on it, I'ma get my credit" Every tag on the wall's like a line from the credits Just because you seen it ain't mean that you read it Mics, markers, douse the flame, embrace darkness Grant your wish, life after Self doubt, guess I got that from my father But my drive outweighed it by far To the real fans, get 'em up, KBM the stadium we getting up Whoever get there first, hit us up [Chorus: Solo] + (Spit Syndicate) One day is what we chase But now we out for much more than fame I guess some things change (We used to try to keep the neighbourhood hit Now the same dudes is tryna write the neighbourhood hit) Went from back lanes to backstage and now we spray words without paint Time waits for no man and so we got no time to waste (It's just me and my brothers, you chilling with none other) [Solo] Step up in the place with the swagger of a genuine pride It's the return of the kids bombing mainline Spitting rhymes written by the same drive that had us out till daybreak hitting the train line Laces strapped, tins tucked in your backpack Chasing dreams that we traced out of graff mags We studied lessons from a culture of kings Who could have what tomorrow would bring? See there are walls in the streets round my neighbourhood that read like photo albums Moments in time, frozen for those who know about 'em Snapshots of kids growing up staking their claim And now the very same kids is tryna blow it up And there's been some stormy weather but whatever Believe that me and my brothers, we weather it together till I'm old and grey and my words fade away like plum purple in the sun's rays, I'ma rep the Oneday [Chorus] [Nick Lupi] Two hands are what we made it with A labour of love and long days with it Writing the score and setting the stage Product of the very same pavement that plotted the gradient If I could get a taste of it, I could run away with it I recall vividly the infamy attained The names that rang out through the halls that lifted me Same imagery of fame, long reins had little me Trying to write my timpanis into the same symphony Footsteps of kings in my neighbourhood streets The legendary crews and the fabled old beefs We were coming up quick trying to figure our piece My best friends and I, no limit to the reach You can see it in my eyes, I can't hide the pride and privilege I feel standing right beside 'em Theme music to the dream, the Oneday team and it won't stop till that one day's seen, y'knahmean? [Chorus] "I be in class dreaming bout Fifty-thousand fans up in the stands screaming out" - Black ThoughtHorrorshow f/ Spit Syndicate - Neighbourhood Hit - http://motolyrics.com/horrorshow-f-spit-syndicate/neighbourhood-hit-lyrics.html