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
    PRIDE AND ALWAYS WILL