ride the train and it takes me back 
to the days when Frankston was our line 
I used to live for getting up man 
killing trains just to kill the fucking time 
don't get me wrong 
I was true to the graf scene 
travel miles just to rack I was so keen 
I also was a hip hop b boy to boot 
used to write my name while you'd commute 

shove our paint inside our 
coats you know we'd 
never pay for shit 
kleptomaniac to fund another 
paint attack window down 
whole car lay up hit 

a one track mind is 
what I had bombing trains 
is all I thought about 
we'd stay in places you 
wouldn't believe just 
to kill the suckers inside and out 

so many writers had my 
respect so def with a 
can put those toys in check 
dma/ac/wca/camecorrect ci boys 
fucking shit up in effect 

but my crew holds the fondest of memories 
ci brothers still fucking shit up 
with new school and old 
with Melbourne pride and always will