The Holy Tri, who else could do it? You know it’s only them!

Back like the rapture, still doing it for the capital

Worldwide now, we like Earth, Wind & Fire

Superb fly sound, but now bout to take the high of

DC Voltron, Mozart, Beethoven, Bach

Quotables in the Washington Post, y’all

Do it for the cap like we over budget

And overdo it, cause we do it like nobody does it

A young’n, which y’all like the best-o

Five mic the Metro, a hand sight, freedom for the ghetto

We claiming the torch, claiming they wrong

We came in the door, dropping along till the gimmicks put a stop in the pause

Let’s say hello to the ending!

What started you all but true intentions?

The rhythm was the root of it all

See you later, it’s never goodbye

When the spirit comes back in the music, now you know why

March!

Well, this is the ship that tipped the scale

When you're riding up on the edge, you're almost dying to hit the tail

That young’n hunger like you’re missing meals, different feels

Spinnin’ wheels, you tryna live your dream till it kills

Romans get stolen like the feet that still in fail

No zooming on any human more than you do yourself

You get a L?! Just know at the end of the day that you did it well

If not than keep rocking, lock in your target and bang!

Aim high, cause otherwise you’ll see I loath life, bitch

I push forward, knowing that don’t nobody owe Mike shit

I do what make more sense and roll with great folks

That ain’t no glitch, we make pesos and stay focused

Upon the greater the wait up for later, that may never come

Now also get the choke that’s be taken for anyone

Taught not to run, never stop, knowing them cops won’t come

But still we March on Washington

Come on!

This is what I give ‘em, wisdom over rhythm

From the District to the prison with bars, and stars as the emblem

Where I get what I came from, they doing now what I been done

I'm doing that, and then some, from extra I make an income

I’m a beast from the East, the product of hard streets

Hard to eat – smaller the beast, margin larger the teeth

Man, it’s just the way it go, if I wanna say it so

Say it knowing you ain’t posting too high to be layin’ low

Different day, same shit, same script, different play

This is the way of the world and I’m just tryna fit in place

And tryna play the part of a mockery to my art

So anything I do is a part of me from the start

I’m getting better sleep while these **** lying awake

Keep it moving with the troop while **** lying in place

Only fill deals on the counter, ain’t for the fakes!

DMV, where we're known as the greatest!

Keep up with the pace!