Raw Talk (Feat. Hopsin And Swizzz)

[Verse 1: Stevie Stone]
Sick spit, condemn em'
Ravishin' lateral moment to get em'
Im giving em (Raw Talk!)
Check my raw talk. I nitpick
Ya nimwit, ya [bad word] lips on rib tips
Better get euqipped, on crown lit, I pound hips
Her legs spread I'm in the mid, the back dip
For real. You's a sucka [bad word] hating on mine, I ain't lying
I be laughing at you niggas half the time
Half of you niggas is mad cuz I'm successful at rhyming
Other half cuz your [bad word] want me she fuzzy inside
So let me get to speaking, I'm hanging 'round and I'm creepy
You niggas ..., I'll leave your head leaking [bad word] gonna rep me, I'm letting this getting
little bit upsetting don't you ever disrespect me (Raw Talk!)

Chorus (x2):
We coming, raw talking
Sorry your [bad word] is flocking
Spit real [bad word]  I'm an A-Hole
Got a problem with me? Put it on the table

SwizZz:
See I'm a raw little [bad word]  triple z's
Too cold to be unthawed, a hundred [degrees](undefined)
Below zero. I'm in the booth wearing my winter [fleece](undefined)
Long sleeves and ski boots strapped on my funky feet
Every day is the same. (What?)
The same niggas that overlooked you surprisingly want a piece of the fame
They need a drop or a shootout for me to mention their name
Acting like groupies wanting autographs and [bad word] they can frame
But [bad word] it!
That's what I'm here for. I'm speaking it raw and paving a lane
I hopped on a flight to St. Louis to link up with Stevie ...
I let my nuts hang like a family photo
Yelling "Himmi Hyme". Word to the snake and bat logo

Chorus (x2):
We coming, raw talking
Sorry your [bad word] is flocking
Spit real [bad word]  I'm an A-Hole
Got a problem with me? Put it on the table

Hopsin:
I'm raw, vicious, and immature
And I've tried to come off humble but it didn't work
My attitude can get me under your [bad word] s skirt
If you wanna be able to make it pop like Hop then [bad word] you better listen first
Take a couple notes, look:
I ain't bringing up names no more
And I ain't finna kill it with the same old flow
Bang on my mother [bad word] head while I'm [praying](undefined) to God because I really hope a halo grow
Okay now, don't play round. Wack MC's better go lay down
I'm trapped in a world that I don't wanna be in but I know that there's no way out
I'll take niggas back to the 90's
The west coast is where you'll happen to find me
I hear niggas up on the radio 'I'm like what happened to rapping and rhyming?'  [bad word] who knows?)
Not me. Fakeness up in every [bad word] I see
I touch a new soul every time I preach
King of the new era I be

Chorus (x2):
We coming, raw talking
Sorry your [bad word] is flocking
Spit real [bad word]  I'm an A-Hole
Got a problem with me? Put it on the table