Lyrics
[Verse]
Sandstone cliffs, veins of rust run deep
Echoes of ancestors, whispers in the heat
Southern Cross tattooed on a blood-red sky
Crocs in the water, shadows in my eye
Bushfire breath, tongue spits eucalyptus
Tougher than a roo’s kick, mate, you can’t dismiss this
Saltwater’s gospel, carved in my veins
Land of drought and flood, but I still stake my claim
[Chorus]
Take it back, this dirt, this breath
Reclaim my piece till there’s nothing left
Under the gum trees, I plant my flag
One hand on the dream, one hand in the bag
[Verse 2]
Fence lines crooked, snakes in the grass
Neighbours smile, but they watching you pass
Dust in the lungs, but my spirit stays clean
Sharp as a wattle thorn, slick as the sheen
Silent wars fought in the pubs at night
Who’s got the yarns, who’s wrong, who’s right
My country’s a riddle, but I hold the key
Survivalist mind, mate, it’s Aussie to me
[Bridge]
Red dirt, black sky, stars map the pain
Dreamtime whispers, bloodlines remain
Each step’s a battle, but the ground don’t lie
Motherland’s heartbeat, my alibi
Style
minimalgrimerapmale vocalssharp hi-hatspulsing basslinesgrittyatmospheric pads
Prompt
Survivalist Aussie grime rap about the motherland and reclaiming our individual piece, subtle danger, passive aggressive Real rap, rap
Credits
Prompt bySolarMan
GeneratedNov 23, 2025
ModelAria v5
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