Bias B - Hursty lyrics

[Intro] This album is dedicated To all the crews who said that Id never amount to nothing To all the people who live next the train yard in Macleod and Eltham Who called the police on me when I was just trying to paint a panel To feed my ego And all the writers out on Hursty line Go on spraying Its all good out in Hursty It was all a dream I used to be amazed by the hip hop scene AKA and DMA up in Hype Magazine Graff photos on the wall Every Saturday stepping to the AM Cruzy taking calls I let my tape rock while waiting for pot Smoke weed in al frescos Chilling round the local shops Way back, when I always seem to have a marker dacked And the trains are really trashed Remember USA crew, and Jolimont yards I never thought Melbourne crews could leave the trains so scarred Wanna get my tag right, bag packed tight Whipping out my spray, get up on the subway Transit pressure, strip search Dont let it stress ya Check ya backpack, hoping that they can arrest ya Peace to MD, pudgy, JME Watsonia, Heidelberg to Montmorency Writers getting up but they knew they should Painting trains, same city, same hood [Hook] Was all good (all Good) And if you don't know, if you don't know, if you don't know Represent Hursty Claron to Eltham Represent Hursty Claron to Eltham Represent Hursty Claron to Eltham Represent Hursty Claron to Eltham I'd made the change from doing graff on streets To up in PBS busting raps over beats It was far from sweet I smoked bongs with my mates all day The bong breath kept the girls away What these rappers used to say got me sh**ty So I got busy Now they wanna backstab and diss me I always knew it could happen, this rapping stuff I got busted twice for graff and racking stuff And its funny how we both spent those days being the most From 87, 88 that sh** was dope Whole cars, I'm dreaming. Train yards, I creep Bags full of paint stashed inside a train seat Racking all the fresh gear Getting new clothes everyday of every year A young kid Acting cool after school being a fool Catching blue trains on Hursty line Pieced by pest and j**el Getting hyped, a teenage graff writer, misunderstood Greensborough neighborhood [Hook] No ticket inspectors, or cameras on the fence From the age of 13, with a marker represent 20mm super flow pen, or the posca Got 2 empty middle cars, about to bomb yah Tempra markers, 30mm fat Hang out of Hitachi, bomb, do panels at the back At the paint store, browsing Wait for the right moment Dack 3 cans and I'm bouncing Thinking back on all the good paint racks Getting chased by the jacks Along the train tracks Doing graff was like a sport, of course No smile on my face the day I walked into court Transit force, used to bust and raid us Gave us $1000 fines that we payed up In those days, when the smoke blazed Never want to get a can of paint and go spray Damn right, I like the life I live Growing up on the line known as Hurstbridge [Hook]