[Intro Spoken Word (Alternating male+female vocals)]
"Check, check"
"Yeah, turn the acoustic up a little bit"
"Now give me that bass"
"There it is"
"Drama Department"
[Rap Country Incremental Buildup]
[Female Rap - Verse 1]
Look, Sarah’s on the porch talkin’ trash again
Said she saw your truck parked at Jen’s
My phone is blowing up, private caller ID
Your ex is on a tear, man, let me be
The check bounced twice at the grocery store
We’re scraping up dimes on the bedroom floor
But you’re acting like it’s a big-time show
Drama Department is all we know
"All we know"
[Male Country Singing - Verse 2]
I watched the grease skin over the water
Kitchen sink felt like a battlefield line
We sat on the porch under that old sign
Drama Department, etched in peeling pine
I thought about walking, leaving the keys
Letting the weeds take the front yard whole
My boots are caked in the red clay mud
While you're pacing 'round with a restless soul
"Restless soul"
[Female Rap - Verse 3]
Your baby mama’s calling from a blocked line again
Sending paragraphs to all my cousins and my friends
She said she saw us at the diner, said I looked a mess
Honey, check your own bank account, you’re under stress
We out here dodging creditors like it’s a pro sport
While you’re still trying to take us back to family court
I’m counting nickels while you’re out there throwing shade
But look at the foundation that we actually made
"Actually made"
[Male Country Singing - Verse 4]
Bill collector's ringing like a church bell chime
We’re buying time, living on a dime
Your brother’s in the yard, trying to fix the gate
Complaining ‘bout the weather and the hand of fate
The transmission’s slipping and the rain is coming in
Through a hole in the roof that’s been there since I don’t know when
I worked a double shift just to buy a box of shells
This little patch of dirt feels like seven types of hells
[Duet - Chorus]
But we found a way through the heavy air
Beneath the noise, the wood is solid and fair
[Female Rap - Verse 5]
And it's not just them, it's us in this house
I'm trying to flow while you're quiet as a mouse
Until you pick up that old six-string and start to wail
While I'm trying to tell a whole different kind of tale
You want the fiddle, I want the heavy beat
We’re arguing over the radio in the heat
You say my music is nothing but a racket
I say your country songs are a dusty old packet
"Dusty old packet"
[Male Country Singing - Verse 6]
Well, your rhymes are fast and they make my head spin
I don't know where the verse ends or where I begin
I like the silence of a wide open field
You want the volume and the power it'll yield
It’s like we’re speaking two languages at once
Making me feel like a musical dunce
But maybe there's a reason we're stuck in this room
Trying to find a flower in all of this gloom
[Duet - Chorus]
[Breakdown - (Audience Group Shout)]
(audience adlib): **Wait, stop the track for a second**
[Female Rap]
You’re really doing that low end thing again?
[Male Country Singing]
And you’re wearing those expensive sneakers in the mud?
[Female Rap]
I’m spitting bars, you’re singing 'bout a pine tree. It's like we're from two different planets.
[Male Country Singing]
It’s called heart, darling. Something you can’t buy in a store.
[Female Rap]
Heart doesn't pay the light bill, but this rhythm might. Why you wearing that belt buckle the size of a dinner plate with a designer hoodie?
[Male Country Singing]
It's a look! It's called Rural Chic. You wouldn't get it with those kicks you're scared to get mud on.
[Female Rap]
Please. These cost more than your truck's transmission.
[Male Country Singing]
Yeah, but when the banjo starts riding your rhyme... it actually feels right.
[Female Rap]
I know. My flow and your twang... it finally clicks.
[Male Country Singing]
If we can fix this, we can fix the rest of the mess.
[Female Rap]
Okay, okay, I see you. If we’re doing this, let’s go all in.
[Male Country Singing]
Let the strings ride the bass.
[Female Rap]
Country meets the block, let's keep it going.
[Verse 7]
[Male Country Singing]
I’m checking the oil in a rusted out frame
[Female Rap]
I’m checking the mail, it’s a whole different game
[Male Country Singing]
You’re talking 'bout rhythm, I’m talking 'bout rain
[Female Rap]
But both of us know how to handle the pain
[Male Country Singing]
The porch is for picking, the wood is for burning
[Female Rap]
The wheels of this hustle are constantly turning
[Male Country Singing - Verse 8]
Drop the laundry on the scratched hardwood
You’re throwing elbows, I’m chasing your trail
You’re the leading lady in this backwoods play
Spinning in the kitchen, dodging the mess
A two-step cure for the weight on our chest
High stakes poker for who mows the grass
Outlaw living while the seasons pass
"Move your feet"
[Duet - Chorus]
[Outro- Male+Female Duet]
"Drama on the porch"
"Drama on the porch"
Still standing here
In the dirt and the dust
"Yeah"
"Check the bill"
"Pay the man"
"We out"
