Same Number, Same Hood Songtext

von Illy

All city journeyman, rolling highways, dirt roads//
And everything in between, just another version of home//
Melbournian show stealer, feel im worthy but know//
It don't always work according to plan, gotta learn as you go//
And i've found life's a game of inches, im still playing gaining digits//
Making calls, so if i fail, never blame it on indifference//
Since when train missions to obese were every teenage listeners right of passage//
Discern banging boombap there and back//
I remember wagging to visit//
So imagine me when the chance was given, to weave my own story into 4A Izzett's (address of Obese Records in Prahran)//
Couldn't wake me up with pinches//
If the launch opened the door, then the block party blew it off the hinges//
Fast forward a year, and its my second LP//
But im victorian baby, already coming after 3//
Don't worry bout me, im straight rep my city by the bay//
Spread love, all day, every day//

And all i know is that i love our music, i rep my town//
We stand too strong here to ever step down//
Now they all hooked, i never change, let em know that its all good//
Same number, same hood//
And all i know is that i love our music, i rep my town//
We stand too strong here to ever step down//
Now they all hooked, i never change, let em know that its all good//
Same number, same hood//

Im paying forward al the chances that the melbourne scene gave me//
Represent for them, even if it aint appreciated/
To the kids with a dream writing rhymes to make a statement//
This is where hard work, and a lot of heart can take it//
In fact iv barely began, with steady hands ima plan//
And craft mine for the fam, and the friends, and the fans//
But they don't need me to tell em, theyv already planted the flag//
For hiphop, on burnt copies of american bands//
Im in the bayside sunshine, reaping for the frankston line//
And thats where ima be residing when they call time//
This culture of kings kept me honest//
When i had a dream, a ballpoint pen, and nothing in my wallet//
Swore if i got a hold of what i wanted, id be bringing it home//
And ima work fingers to bone to keep the promise//
This is one love for the kids still struggling//
Melbourne city, bar none, but nothing//

And all i know is that i love our music, i rep my town//
We stand too strong here to ever step down//
Now they all hooked, i never change, let em know that its all good//
Same number, same hood//
And all i know is that i love our music, i rep my town//
We stand too strong here to ever step down//
Now they all hooked, i never change, let em know that its all good//
Same number, same hood//