Ayy fuck new york this a melbourne minute

Burn city cunt and we burn every cunt in it

Fuck perth

Fuck sydney

Fuck gold coast

Fuck brissy

Fuck any other city it’s irrelevant

Cunt i’m never going celibate

Fuck the cops

No i’m never gonna let em in

I love the crops

But ill never touch heroin

Mcr

What it really means

Merry Christmas real cunts decorate ya trees

She like when i rap said i sound like flea

She like when i rack lingerie for free

She likes when i show off my vocabulary

She’s liked other guys, but there nothing like me

I got a gimp intolerance like dairy

So don’t come within five meters of me

Oi free bruege cunt, free bruege

Oi Melbounre minute it’s all that matters when ya sitting in the drive through at bell street maccas

I feel like i was losing brain cells at the pokies

Never doing that again lad, i’m not joking

Asking where i was on christmas morning

I was sinking straight bottles of the great great northern

Need an RSA for all the liquor that im pouring

Need a pair of skis for all the snow i been snorting

Fuck drugs get my dopamine from rawting

Seccys getting slapped no warning

Lad ill link up with your mum, your sister, your grandma it’s bouta be an awesome foursome

Melbourne minute back to back cause everyone in rural victoria’s Wack

(slap sfx)

My whole city they’ve got my back even the junkies on bourke street sniffing that crack

We on flinders street steps smashing up bottles, revs up stairs smashing on models

Rob a little cunt for his e bike throttle

We’re killing these cunts like it’s 87 hoddle