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[Verse 1: Youngin] The flow is sick you know this shit Go against, we'll put a nigga body Where the ocean is, focusing, plan to win District Of Columbia I represent D.o.C, who I be, Y to the O to the U-N-G I-N, MC, keeping critics awake even though they sleep On your dude, that's cool, grind don't stop And I continue to move, on my own, fuck rules Every once in a while you gotta break a few One-two, three-four, D.C. coming through and kicking Down the door, get down on the floor, o-on the floor, come on [Hook: Youngin] Who you know that can fuck with me Ain't a muthafucka living that can fuck with me Who you know that can fuck with me Ain't a muthafucka living that can fuck with me uh (2x) We gon make you dance, make you wanna just Put your hands up, if you feeling right Keep them hands high [Verse 2: Youngin] Next level, so different, futuristic Out of this world is where I'm taking them with this On a mission, bigger business Write it, produce it, mix it because I'm gifted Yes indeed, I do me I'm a different individual and proud to be So distinct, and unique So sharp I should be an amputee Dre Beats, on my ear The game is full of crap and I ain't trying to hear It needs change, so I'm here I been had drive now it's time to steer So come along for the ride If I open up the window keep your hands inside I've arrived, you sucker MC's can't hide I'm here [Hook]