[Verse 1: J-Live]
I was hearing this MC spitting this song
Rapping his ass off like 20 bars long
Voice was dope, the beat was mad strong
Sample was chopped fresh but something was wrong
It wasn't the flow, that shit was right on time
He was all up in the pocket riding the bassline
I was impressed by the words he chose to rhyme
It was a divine design similar to mine
Like man why I never thought to use that before this
Really all in all his rap style was flawless
But regardless for some strage reason I wasn't moved
Or compelled to laud or applaud this
Halfway through the song I'm already bored with
And I hate to sound so matter of fact
It was definitely dope, certainly not wack
There was something it lacked
Let me rewind the track
Listen once, listen twice, listen three or four times
To the point where I started to memorise the lines
I finally realised yeah, homeboy could spit
But it just didn't matter 'cause he wasn't saying shit

[Hook]
I mean if ya'll not saying shit I'm not listening
Saying shit, listening
Saying shit, listening
Ya'll stop saying shit, I stop listening
Saying shit, listening
Saying shit, listening