[Scratch Hook of Kev Brown]:
"If you ain't bringin' nothin' to the table then leave"
"Something you feel and appreciate"
"Something real instead of the fake"
"Worth the wait"
[Verse One] [Wordsworth]:
Own worse critic
The best on this globe Earth spinnin'
Excited about my own verse spittin'
That discipline is from when my mom kept me in the house
And I couldn't go out till my homework's finished
Not a man a machine, my heart is my circuitry
What I got you can't insert in me, with surgery
Certainly, I've established my diversity
Cause any song needed urgently I rhyme perfectly
To the point, I'm not an enigma or idea
Words
My body is a figure of speech
Here's the particulars
So it's clear and doesn't impair your judgement
Like liquor does with anything vehicular
Beats when I'm pickin' 'em
Sit wit' 'em meticulous
My approach on the rhythm drum should be a curriculum
The way that I've written 'em
When it comes to 16 bars
With other MC's it makes no sense spittin' em
[Hook] [Torae]:
Yo, y'all ain't got that knack to get with
Wordsworth, Stricklin and Tor when we spit
You find yourself all stuck in deep shit
Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip
Y'all ain't got that knack to get with
Wordsworth, Stricklin and Tor when we spit
You find yourself all stuck in deep shit
Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip
[Verse Two] [Stricklin]:
Yo, I'm back in the booth
Basically, cause I miss hearin' myself spit
Eatin' better
On some, take care of my health shit
You fuck with me, you'll get dealt with
And I done heard everything you dropped and ain't felt shit
I'm all about that, one two and you don't stop
And gettin' every nickle that I can and I won't stop
Your new shit is absolutely something I won't cop
Most niggas tell you what they are but let me tell you what I'm not
I'm not buyin' into this nonsense and I'm not lyin'
I've been rhymin' since Common was Com Sense
And I'm not sure, but I think I'm not gonna Walk It Out
I'm definitely not a fan and I'm not playin'
Cause what the fuck happened to rap music?
Everybody whispering and puttin' out snap music
Not me
I want my people to think
Cause see I want everything
And I'm even makin' room for the kitchen sink
[Hook] [Torae]:
Yo, y'all ain't got that knack to get with
Wordsworth, Stricklin and Tor when we spit
You find yourself all stuck in deep shit
Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip
Y'all ain't got that knack to get with
Wordsworth, Stricklin and Tor when we spit
You find yourself all stuck in deep shit
Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip
[Verse Three] [Torae]:
Now you sit back and bop, memorize and quote this
You'd probably be amazed if you knew when I wrote this (when?)
It's '04 flow homie, nah I ain't jokin'
Cause just three years ago I was this focused
So now it's '07 wanna know where I'm at?
I guess in 2010 you get the answer to that
Enhancing the track, you dudes like cancer to rap
Change your name, when I call you should answer to "Wack"
So where's hip hop headed? Here's the answer to that
I'm the future, it just feel like I'm takin' it back
Cause there's a little more to rap about then what dudes is rappin' 'bout
It's not really rappin', I mean walkin' and snappin' out
Hey Strick I'm tappin' out
I don't wanna be in the ring
If this the type of competition they bring
I'mma keep writing from the heart and I refuse to go pop
That's why they get airplay and this is why I'm not
[Hook] [Torae]:
Yo, y'all ain't got that knack to get with
Wordsworth, Stricklin and Tor when we spit
You find yourself all stuck in deep shit
Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip
Y'all ain't got that knack to get with
Wordsworth, Stricklin and Tor when we spit
You find yourself all stuck in deep shit
Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip
