Raw Talk (Explicit) Lyrics
Raw Talk (Explicit) - SwizZz/Hopsin/Tech N9ne Presents Stevie Stone
Sick spit cond'emn 'em
Ravishin' lateral moment to get 'em
I'm giving 'em raw talk
Check my raw talk I nitpick
Ya nimwit ya b***h 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 n***a hating on mine I ain't lying
I be laughing at you n***as half the time
Half of you n***as is mad 'cause I'm successful at rhyming
Other half 'cause your b***hes want me she fuzzy inside
Go
So let me get to speaking I'm hanging 'round and I'm creepy
You n***as I'll leave your head leaking
Mothaf**kas gonna rep me I'm letting this getting
A little bit upsetting don't you ever disrespect me raw talk
We coming raw talking
Sorry your b***h is flocking
Spit real s**t I'm an A-hole
Got a probl'em with me put it on the table
We coming raw talking
Sorry your b***h is flocking
Spit real s**t I'm an A-hole
Got a probl'em with me put it on the table
See I'm a raw little n***a triple z's z's
Too cold to be unthawed a hundred degrees
Below zero I'm in the booth wearing my winter fleece
Long sleeves and ski boots strapped on my funky feet
She like a day is the same
The same n***as 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 s**t they can frame
But f**k 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 pussina little thank
I let my nuts hang like a family photo
Yelling Himmi Hyme word to the snake and bat logo logo
We coming raw talking
Sorry your b***h is flocking
Spit real s**t I'm an A-hole
Got a probl'em with me put it on the table
We coming raw talking
Sorry your b***h is flocking
Spit real s**t I'm an A-hole
Got a probl'em with me put it on the table
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 b***h's skirt
If you wanna be able to make it pop like
Hop then n***a 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 f**king head while
I'm praying to God be'cause 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 n***as back to the 90's
The west coast is where you'll happen to find me
I hear n***as up on the radio
I'm like what happened to rapping and rhyming' s**t who knows
Not me Fakeness up in every n***a I see
I touch a new soul every time I preach
King of the new era I be
Go
We coming raw talking
Sorry your b***h is flocking
Spit real s**t I'm an A-hole
Got a probl'em with me put it on the table
We coming raw talking
Sorry your b***h is flocking
Spit real s**t I'm an A-hole
Got a probl'em with me put it on the table