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