[Verse 1: Requiem]
Walk down the laneways and alleys with me
Melbourne feels like a mix of New York and Cali to me
You got the grime, graf, smelly trash
You got real rap, art culture and all that
You got beach babes, rays in summer
You got rain in the winter, the city goin' under
All around the city, Footscray to Brunny
Scamming trams for free, buskers makin' money
Something funny overcomes me as I enter the city
Some people don't feel the same, that's a real pity
The girls are real pretty, the music is beautiful
Gigs every weeknight, party goes through the roof
Cops try and break it up, but they can't fake the funk
While devils takin' junk, angels makin' love
Under the train station they sellin' wax
Melbourne is the city that welcomes me back
[Hook: Joshua Tavares]
Trains, trams, coffee, graf
We got culture, can't copy that
Even when I curse, yes, she wants me back
This city is a gift and she's got be wrapped
Trains, trams, coffee, graf
We got culture, can't copy that
Even when I curse, yes, she wants me back
This city is a gift and she's got be wrapped
[Verse 2: Requiem]
Sippin' espresso with the best folks
Coffee capital you best know
Best blends, it's where stress ends, blessed trends
It's where you meet the best friends
Message mates to link up, nightly drink up
On the rooftop or laneway, put your feet up
You see us, relaxin' gee'd up at the ale house
Into the next day we stay aloud
Clutch the handrail, elderly sit down
Public transport, how denizens get down
Small world so small you feel mad related
To fellow pa**engers, connection is validated
Dumplings to kebabs, sushi to BLATs
Pasta to yum cha, my favourite eats in a rap
The city got my brain stimulated everyday
Exploring the place I love in every way (in every way)
[Hook: Joshua Tavares]
Trains, trams, coffee, graf
We got culture, can't copy that (you can't)
Even when I curse, yes, she wants me back
This city is a gift and she's got be wrapped
Trains, trams, coffee, graf
We got culture, can't copy that
Even when I curse, yes, she wants me back
This city is a gift and she's got be wrapped
[Verse 3: Requiem]
Hipsters, fiends and in-between
Melbourne the home of my hip hop scene
The place where the walls are never clean
Prowla to Trem, it's the home of the kings
Trains, crews be riding them
From Kings Way to the mighty writer's bench
Best believe ya gotta keep the pace
The place to make moves, no time waits
It's the place people migrate
I did in '05, now it's got me in this mind-state
Love hate relationship I learned
Leave fed up, all is forgiven upon my return
Earn the short cuts best trust
Like where to get free eats after dusk
I got a love affair with the Burn
It flows through my veins like the Yarra through hers
[Hook: Joshua Tavares]
Trains, trams, coffee, graf
We got culture, can't copy that
Even when I curse, yes, she wants me back
This city is a gift and she's got be wrapped
Trains, trams, coffee, graf
We got culture, can't copy that
Even when I curse, yes, she wants me back
This city is a gift and she's got be wrapped
[Outro: Requiem]
Melbourne
Whether it's your home
Or you're just pa**ing through
It's a love affair