Get in Line - Diamond District

Check me out

So real, so ill

Measured the dope this wholesale

No scale

Uncut raw folktales from my motel

Ya ain’t in my clique, well nigga, then oh well

It’s the bandwagon, grab ahold of my coattails

George Jets and I’m step and they so snail

Best in the north, east, south, and the west end

My crew is the truth, ya’ll marriage is folk tales, fables

Made up from movies, TV, cable

No sale up in the District — so bailed

Explicit, niggas is so frail

Listen, the telltale sound of the bitchness, I’m witless

Oh yeah, I’m from the county

And XO and YU and niggas is found me

They nice with the flow, still they died proudly

So if I say the word

They defer to that cold chair, mildly

Keep them hands high up

Blazes to the sky up

Green lean outsell everybody fired up

Hit me on the ride up

Street things, big things

Writing on the wall to get our neighbors on the flyer

Take a little higher

Six sing, big sting

Got a little plan to make my money that much higher

XO, YU, Oddissee the devil made

The Diamond District, and watch you getting lounge to this shit

Compare me to fire, attire:

All black, I’m a rider

I lap niggas even though I’m running beside ya

Find ya, nigga like me, within a cypher

360 degrees, yeah they ignite the

Flame if I D.I.E, then bury me with a hat that say D (dot)C

They may be H.O.T, but they not me.

I’m from that

Q.B.T, so come see me

In the District that’s a diamond

So all can see we shining

And think we new, but- we OG

Flamboyant and destroy any we low key

And they suck like pacifiers

They babies, lazy;

we retire

That’s why we on heavy, rotate you like a drier

Spin cycle, 360 degrees, just like my cypher

D.C to trinity, now get the lames

If I go, then I’m head-first in

Work until I short circuit

Leave a mark and it is permanently in there

Just like a Sharpe pen

Soon as I start you in, no argument, they know

Somehow I can sense fear

Smell it from a mile up

Folks be askin:

«How come there ain’t no weak link in the crew, ya’ll the thoroughest»

Whirlwind blow, the planet Earth’s

My zone twirling the globe, bringing all that home

They call it curtains, when these three perps is working to

See reaper, call it the reverb

Learn.

Oddi can see way back in high school

On my own tim before the cell phone flip

The beat skip and I would hold my grip

They call me YU, down to Earth, brown to worth

More than money can purchase, gone away with no disservice

I dig deep, Oddisee make big beats

Medics on you street, the new three, maybe you will soon see