Coastal Kids

[Verse 1: Bliss] Man I kick shit daily See the scene change flip backgrounds Roll the rim of the island and put my tracks down Tight linguistics, quite descriptive With the boom, the bat, the bam, well damn I rip shit Off the shoreline rapping the land It's the radical band, sailing on a Catamaran By the seaside life on the beach road Far north, south west, down south, east coast [Hook: Bliss] (x2) I don't know but it feels so easy Coastal kids who just sing in the sea breeze Who am I to judge? We just kick it, it's like Boom, bat, bam, hot damn! [Verse 2: Eso] Yeah From Manly, Maroubra to Margaret river If you ain't been down you only get half the picture Populated skateparks where they pass the liquor Being broke's no joke so I'm laughing with ya I'm like a, father figure for kids without guidance Life, respect women, bitches bring violence The hot shot with the heart of a sailor That's chopped pot with like half of Australia Birthday, bathroom, cocaine bumps Fuck blow, I'm for the kids making home-made jumps Kickflipping the beat, on a hot day watch mate You can see off the rocks face crops blaze A community of unity and handshakes And truthfully there's beauty in our landscape So if you're rockin' a hoody or watching the footy, it doesn't matter We’re all fam, call me cousin Macka [Hook] (x2) [Verse 3: Bliss] To all my beach bombers, each summer holding it down Where the free runner's feet hover over the town Raft up at the marina, leisure and pleasure Float and bash of boats, all tethered together Good times, laid back and out on the free range Easy going folks bring about a sea change Starlit sky, high above the land Beach lights burn, campfires in the sand Hear the acoustics, let the tune touch me Under the moon kids cane dune buggies BMX Bandits that ride through the calm breeze Skateboard wheels glide through the palm trees What a paradise, look around clockwise From Bell's beach round to boogie down Bondi Surfers ride right through life's two A nice view when the sky use bright blue [Hook] (x2) [Verse 4: Eso] This has got guts like the rush in the surfer's head When he's out there, staring down a perfect set The dream's extreme, you'll earn your rep To make an average motherfucker turn to nervous wreck Let the sun set in the west and rise in the east Life at work, getting high on the beach I'm a lit cannon, you bitch rappers, I split atoms And I came like I made the same shit happen [Music & Vocals overlap:] Hugging the coast line, sea shore risen