Raw Talk Stevie Stone (Ft. Hopsin & SwizZz)

[Verse 1: Stevie Stone]
Sick spit, condemn 'em
Ravishing lateral moment to get 'em
I'm giving 'em (Raw Talk!)
Check my raw talk, I nitpick
Ya nimwit, ya bitch lips on rib tips
Better get equipped, on crown lit, I pound hips
Her legs spread I'm in the midst, the back dip
For real, you's a sucka nigga hating on mine, I ain't lying
I be laughing at you niggas half the time
Half of you niggas is mad 'cause I'm successful at rhyme
Other half 'cause your bitches want me she fuzzy inside (Raw Talk!)
Suddenly get to speaking, I'm hanging 'round and I'm creepin'
You niggas blinking, I leave your head leaking (Raw Talk!)
Mothafuckas gonna rep me, I'm letting this getting
A little bit upsetting, don't you ever disrespect me (Raw Talk!)

[Chorus: Stevie Stone]
We coming, raw talking
Sorry your bitches flocking
Spit real shit, I'm an a-hole
Got a problem with me? Put it on the table
We coming, raw talking
Sorry your bitches flocking
Spit real shit, I'm an a-hole
Got a problem with me? Put it on the table