Sydney Streets Anthem

Yeah, down under, but we

run the block No worries

till

the

heavy hammers knock

Out on the bitumen,

sun beating down We got the whole crew running this town From

the concrete valleys to the dusty track No turning around once you

cross the black (no way)

They hear the rumble from miles away

We don't care what the locals say (turn it up)

We are the Kings of the Southern wild

Running this game since we were a child

No crown on our head but we rule the street

Heavyweight champions of this beat (yeah)

Dust in the wind but we keep it clean

Realest mates that you've ever seen No cheap talk,

we just lock the gate Too late to run when we seal

your fate

We are the Kings of the Southern wild

Running this game since we were a child

No crown on our head but we rule the street

Heavyweight champions of this beat (ooh-yeah)

Yeah, Southern wild

Running the block (haha)