[Intro: Deepspace5]

Start right here

[Verse 1: manCHILD, Playdough, Listener, & Freddie Bruno]

Start from the A, walk a little ways

Call it how I see it in the middle of the day

Wigglin' the hay cause I stay

Where the tumbleweeds blow my way

Buddy, yippee ki-yay

Raised in the Midwest you know who the best is

Ozark Empire, where the nights are restless

Uh, North Texas, oh what a great day

Head to the office and walk in the sun's spray

Hungry for apart of taking back my city

Sing a song of revolution, never will I whistle dixie

With pixie sticks, man, I'll get these kicks

Turning local emcees into Dixie Chicks

Hit these licks with the blade from a combine

Jump start the heartland see where the sun shine

Right on time with the right rap line

Metaplexed emcees know the steez from the grapevine

[Chorus: manCHILD, Listener, Freddie Bruno, Playdough, & (Deepspace5)]

Atlanta, Georgia (start right here)

Ozark Empire (start right here)

Deepspace, Dallas (start right here)

(Don't know where it stops but we know that it starts right)

Dirty South and it (starts right here)

Razorback Country (starts right here)

Homestar State and it (starts right here)

(Don't know where it stops but it starts right here)

[Verse 2: Freddie Bruno, Listener, Playdough, & Manchild]

Lord, guide me, right here beside me

Place the words on the page right where it should be

Pull these thoughts from the sky for you to meet

And set these words on the streets in concrete

The bomb beat, I'm working Sivion heat

It's not cheap, bought it from my local swap meet

Rollin' on the wrong street so I double back quick

Couple raps that I spit with a subtle crack whip

On the fresh tip, fresh hit

Cut the vibraphone the groove sound stupid

Use this kick and snare as my canvas

And brush out abstract take no chances

And this beat will get sandwiched

Cutting off the crust to bust, nourish the land with

Plans to expand the bandwidth

Transmit manCHILD's animal instincts to fans, that's it

[Chorus: Freddie Bruno, manCHILD, Listener, Playdough, & (Deepspace5)]

Before there's a sample it (starts right here)

Before I write it down it (starts right here)

Before I wax poetic (start right here)

(Don't know where it stops but we know that it starts right)

Before we can tour it (starts right here)

Before folk hear this (it starts right here)

Before the punctuation (start right here)

(Don't know where it stops but it starts right here)

[Verse 3: Playdough, Freddie Bruno, manCHILD, & Listener]

I'ma show 'em what I do with a poem

What I do with the beat, bringing heat hot comb

Just 'ta straighten the bangle

Twist it then tangle

French braid percussion and cornrow the angle

Yo, this beat'll mangled

Wearing on my wrist then sport it like a bangle

You don't want to tangle, this mic'll get strangled

White knuckle hustlin', bust, run, or stand still

Yeah, that's right, yeah, I ran willingly and I still do

Even it's all riddled with mildew

I'm the type to make it feel new, filling you in

Mars ILL is the kin, turn around and keep making song pillars of men

Killin' it when I say the words that I know

Showin' my friends the dark places where I go

I have to hold the mic with an oven mitt

Heat up the beats with a pause comma period

Here we [?], some of us did not

We're the pit stop in hip hop

Big shot callers on the way down

Follow to the playground

Resuscitation the beat with these sounds

[Chorus: manCHILD, Playdough, Freddie Bruno, Listener, & (Deepspace5)]

Atlanta, Georgia (start right here)

Yippie-kay-ya, buddy (start right here)

Freddie Bruno (start right here)

(Don't know where it stops but we know that it starts right)

Dirty South and it (starts right here)

Before the punctuation (start right here)

Lookin' for some freedom it (starts right here)

(Don't know where it stops but it starts right here)