Bonus Flow Songtext / Lyric

Get ready it's heavy, It's deadly it's 70's

80's, 90's relevant, ever since heaven sent

Evidence better men, let 'em in

Better get etiquette, stepping in my city

Crack right up the block from the president

Smell it as soon as you step in it

(You smell that shit?) Yup there it is

The block is a mother, that segregate parents get

Overshadowed by arrogant

Concrete boulevard, avenues, terraces

Howard you to the home of the terrapins

Never get shit twisted

'Cuz it will be off with your head, and it

Won't be easy to put on your head again

You 'gon feel this, killaz gorillaz

We the trillest, we the villains, the sickest

They said that i couldn't, but look at the way that i did it

The picture we painted about life,coming up right here in the district

We made it cool for K.Dot to do what he do

Oddisee better than Kanye too

Real DC nigga not that other shit, before rap

Was in the trap my gun was the publicist

After Alpo you couldn't come to my city

And you ain't know who Wayne Perry was 'fore jay said it

One album went to number one in the city

We functionally dysfunctional you let them tell it

I know you ain't think that the brothers was through

Fuck it we better than all ya'll too

Call y'all crew, trap rap, that's all ya'll do

This mac in my back pack, will make you call out truce



This what they wanted- uppercuts to they stomach

Nup yo ass, and get busted on the mic whenever

We touch it

Look what them suckas loving, that shit that ain't saying nothing

Ahaha I get to chuckling like fuck 'em we way above 'em

Something coming with substance, and crushing that's how we does it

Do this rulers you foolish we finish fellas for fronting

I'm from where dollars are printed

Many monuments in it

Senate be signing shit that determine how we be living

And if you bullshitting

They getting your paper properly like monopoly

So if you don't save up neighbor, wake up you got to leave

Partna' if you do not agree then have a lot of cheese

Or else it is: Officer please take these cuffs off of me

The talk is cheap, less living, better we all would be

Listen if the Diamond District is what you want to see

We stalk the beat so awkwardly, like all of them raw emcees

So what up, put an apostrophe after the awesome three



The prodigal sons of the city returning

From the ashes where we rose when the city was burning

From the riots in the streets to the streets that be quiet

The city's ours, you don't believe me come meet me, and try it

I know you mad that a nigga from the county be repping the entire city I do it better without a question

You don't like it, I'm sorry, you niggas sorry, and my shit is absolute, and you prolly

Aye, let me kill these niggas more, let me dig these ditches more, let burn these bridges more, I don't need these niggas though Something they already know, so they say that we cool

You don't fuck with me, my nigga I don't fuck with you

Don't try to be difficult, go on step aside

Diamond District's the crew, and for the city we provide

Taking it international all the way from the capital

This March on Washington, get ready for the ride