Luyện nghe bài hát Rubicon

I dont peck, I on a set
Going so hard I gained the
Respect is mutual, the same I
When I it out without the chain on my neck
Give it out without a thought of a plan
Im from a council block I get around
I make waves that are big out of show
How I do Im big out of time bro
No king will ever go untested, its what he does might get him arrested
How he handles things that you
How he caters requesting
from anybody you might offer
Said Im not a don, but they was off rocker
Im not a but since I joined twitter get right and Ill block yo
Youre are good actor act of a
And it hurts like a fractured
You can be the don of this town, that town or on the rhythm Ill product of that ya
Go to the hood and give to that ya
Call me a king, thats a to that ya
Aint no thing dont call to act ya
Have all my business that, to that, to that
I in like who disagrees, Im my POG for anybody on the scene
Stay all free I was popping with a dream
Now its reality in a weave
You do but stop when I breathe

Go to the gym and feel rocky when I leave
Man feels stocky when I
Dont feel sloppy on a beat predictor
Im in and I mean one for Im on east
I could take one e one toss see the south with me a bit but east stand
If a mans chatting on twitter the beefs ignore that if you wanna elevate higher
Cause we all know god loves a tryer I get here over night, I wont lie
I spent so many walking through fire fire
You will get tired, didnt get far you still tried
All hype died, all your fans lied
And me Im an MC inside the right
I do it for real, thats why Im still
I could bring a and a lion in
who I am I wear my own gums and I do my own ironing
Im just bars like I aint got a life
Got one fresh ting, but I aint got a
Feel danger blud I could while I hype
They out and say the flame not as bright
Game tight the aim isnt right I roll like a comet, I came on a fly
You aint having it, Im the on the mic
So I go passing blame on the mic
Dont touch you will burn your hand on the
Im not a lab rex when I say Im standing in grove
I can handle my role even though I know I aint no abroad
My hand grows cold, thats for it, Im right for it
Spray can, Im ready to sray ann I in myself, Im ready to spray anger
Take of the best and I will put twenty to the test.
And I leave all in a mess, pick twenty on the rest
Doing it again thats forty, not just of the best
Im stepping on stones, no bad in my body
But I got a star stepping on clones, forfeit nothing
Reap out the zones tell me spit and get out your phones.
By 5 you should be alive bees buzz around me a lot, I should be a hive
You around me a lot, you can see a vibe.
If I hove you a lot I can see a style
Shit MCs, I can see a pile, but its better they learn now trying in a while
No time like the present Im present and aint felt this alive in a while
So have a laugh, stink, have a bath. Feeling like rose, then have a
I made ice thrown on me frost bite merk or man, I never launch
Cause I think that my production act that much
But dont think that I open the logic page and make one
That aint stinking rhythm that I know cant blud
Run up in a place like what them them liku dibby mic stars man who are man already got
Too many pulling out the pen, I stop them.
Take pics I dont and I crop them
Too pure in a game so if I across another artist, I cant knock them
If I see a kid who know jack shit

Tell him put down the knife and I block then, them on
I only work for legs and arms, I said I a bit lucky like charms
man are cool they aint ever had arms
Might had crumbs but never had a heart
Never had a finish, never had a start but I aint come along like the rush
None of these spitters aint in my class I was making noise ever since I
Let me put it on now, let me see what I
Fight cool like the colour same colour as the drink I drink
Dont wait for the day I sink cause more often Im out of sink
Some are hanging on aint new stuff
I know you work, Im out of blinks,
Phone back chilling on the reck just like the yellow M on the Mark V sign
Nigga might be late but then its black time
Might be hated but I his raps
Yeah, I know a young belly, you will come from the
And take the whole belly thats his time
See me in a carnival, that hype
Got tess more and thats revise
And I might of any of them guys
Who dont wanna work nights by thats his
Might down the feelings, see whats one
And shots of gigga booms hif life
Greenwich, woodish back to life
Dont stick it like the of a beehive
Im the cop, the man for the job kind of seems odd but the fans
Head phones head dont get a kill it with a headshot
Some man are got a hair line Escor
Man are looking for a on a Friday night
Well, Im wanna see what the west got
Dont test me, I put a hole in your vest top and my young gunners aint off a test show
Aint the best and your not get in my way
Cause Im top and your sets not thats why your dumb play short stop they hit me.