[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 sh** 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 sh** 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 sh** You f** with me, you'll get dealt with And I done heard everything you dropped and ain't felt sh** 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 sh** is absolutely something I won't cop Most n***as 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 f** 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 sh** 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 sh** 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 sh** 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 sh** Cause ain't been a booth or a stage we ain't rip