Get in Line

[Intro] Folks know the time We come through, we ride (ride...) One, two Check me out [Verse 1: Oddisee] 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: XO] 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: YU] 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 [Hook]