[Freddie Bruno]

From the outside, certified, gold and classic

Deepspace 5, the art of boombastic

Soon as my man passed it, Fred came to smash it

Blast it until your shell becomes cracked, it's

Massive, passive, gross attractive

Freddie burns the beat like lactic acid

Fantastic, wild out, feeling spastic

Let the outside reflect the inside and flash it

[ManCHILD]

Can't pass at all, we stop traffic

Live and on plastic, drive a strong passion

Mine, we on past the night to dawn after

Deepspace 5, we born to form classics

[Sev Statik]

There's a war going on inside

No soul is safe, nowhere to hide

You could put your hands up, doesn't matter how high son

You ain't got one prayer you could buy one

[Playdough]

Close your credit and fade to black

Got a bible in the back with the gangsta rap

With a big, gold plaque, yo thanks for that

Full tank full bank what you think of that?

It don't mean no thing in the hill of beans

At the end of the day we just human beings

So dirty but I brush my teeth with chlorine

Why you think my rap is so clean?

[Hook]

We may seem happy, like everything's alright

From the outside looking in, everything's uptight

[Sivion]

Check out my crew, we so hollywood

Love what we do cuz hip hop is good

It's understood when we roll through your hood

Make it do what it do when your bro never could

I think you should hang up the plastic

Metal mesh, 58, sour like Vlasic

Might sound better after some practice

Sev and the crew make a brother fantastic

[Listener]

I work the field with two hands

I move the dirt with my back

I wash it clean with the sweat

Let if grow from the ground, go help the rest

I move the wind with my wings

I fill the depths of the sea

I dig my roots in the water

Hold the ground steady for your dragons and daughters

[Playdough]

Roses are red and violets for certain

The inside working speaking third person

The precursor, universal networking

The outside lurking inside my church

[Sintax]

Put your wingtip right on my lip, I spit shine

Shoestring tight grip, polish your mind

Buff that rhyme out, wax so poetic

Sintax.the.Terrific paint a black aesthetic

On the outside, hoping that the ink sinks in

My custom kiwi leather bottle leaking

See me bombing something divine

When I spit it on out I make the inside shine

[Fred B]

So turn it up, baby

Bang out your trunk, baby

Shout who you are from the moon to the stars, baby

Forget the rest, baby

Give it your best, baby

Loving yourself is the wealth and the test, baby

[Hook]

[Sev Statik]

Get your hands off the glass

This ain't nothing to look at, better off to pass

Know that

Never said a word

But you got that look like you concerned

For that

I might say something that you ain't going to like

Most likely so, but it's alright

It's a little too hot for us all to fight

You picked the right MC, but the wrong mic

[Sivion]

I'll take it back and then give it

Pour out the soul, the globe and then rip it

Look at the hourglass, the shapes shifting

Form of the deepest space for soul lifting

[Sintax]

Flesh on the outside, spirit on the inside

Pressed to the image of God come alive

Fresh on the outside, fierce on the inside

That's the definition of Deepspace 5

[ManCHILD]

You might think, me and the band are big time and kickin' it

On time definitive, one grind, delivering

Black balls to any celler dwellers and fellas that want to get down

Rocksteady tell them to sit down

You might think that this town is big enough

To fit inside a little bit of triple crown style

And big brown, here we developing hits now

But every cat said in my big mouth it gets out

[Listener]

When I get to heaven, I'll ask God to send me back

Into my home is blind and broken help us get on track

Armor on the outside, golden wings spread out wide

I'll shelter all my brothers, sisters let them come inside

Oh come inside, come inside