Neighbourhood Hit
    (专辑: Inside Story - 2009)
    
    [Solo & Just Enuf:]  Yes, yes  Solo MC, Nick Lupi  Just Enuf, ha  "There goes the 
neighbourhood"  One-two, one-two  One Day Crew coming through  To a 
neighbourhood near you (Well, all right)  Jimmy Nice, let 'em know 'bout (All right, all right)   [Just Enuf:]  Well, I'ma take 'em home past memory lane  Going 80 miles while I 
blow the 
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, my man's room, I 
went and read it  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 (Yes)  Just because you seen it ain't mean that you read it (No)  Mic's, markers, douse the 
flame  Embrace darkness, grant your wish life after  Self doubt, guess I 
got that from my father (That's right)  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 (What? What? What? What?)   [Solo, Just Enuf & Nick Lupi:]  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 backlanes 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 (Yep, yep, uh-huh)  Laces strapped, tins tucked in your backpack  Chasing dreams that we traced out of graff mags (Yeah)  We studied lessons from a 
culture of kings  Who could'a known what tomorrow would bring? ([?])  See there are walls in the 
streets round my neighbourhood that read like photo albums (Uh-huh)  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 (Whatever)  Believe that me and my brothers we weather it together (Yeah)  Till I'm old and grey and my words fade away (Yeah)  Like plum purple in the 
sun's rays, I'ma rep the 
One Day   [Solo, Just Enuf & Nick Lupi:]  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 backlanes 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   [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  Tryna write my timpani's into the 
same symphony  Footsteps of kings in my neighbourhood streets  The 
legendary crews and the 
fabled old beefs  We're coming up quick tryna figure our piece  My best friends and I, no limit to the 
reach (Nah)  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 
One Day team  And it won't stop till that one days' seen, ya mean?   [Solo, Just Enuf & Nick Lupi:]  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 backlanes 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   [Scratches:]  "I be in class dreaming 'bout  50, 000 fans up in the 
stands screaming out"