Luyện nghe bài hát Rubicon

I dont peck, I on a set
Going so hard I the respect
Respect is mutual, the same I
I give it out without the chain on my neck
Give it out a thought of a plan though
Im from a block I get around though
I make that are big out of time 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 you requested
How he caters requesting
Anything from anybody you offer
Im not a don, but they was off they 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 acture
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 product to ya
Call me a king, thats a product to ya
no thing dont call that to act ya
Have all my into that, to that, to that
I walk in like who disagrees, Im my POG for anybody on the
Stay all cause I was popping with a dream
Now its popping in a weave
You do grind but stop when I

Go to the gym and feel rocky when I leave
Man feels when I leave
Dont ever feel sloppy on a predictor
Im in free and I mean one for Im on
I take one e one toss see the south with me a bit but east stand more
If a mans chatting on twitter the beefs unsure ignore if you wanna elevate higher
Cause we all know god loves a tryer I didnt get here over night, I lie
I spent so many years walking through fire
You get tired, didnt get far because you still tried
All hype died, all your fans lied
And me Im just an MC the right
I do it for real, thats why Im firing
I could bring a monkey and a in
Thats who I am I wear my own gums and I do my own
Im just spraying bars like I aint got a
Got one ting, but I aint got a wife
Feel blud I could trence while I hype
They flickering out and say the flame not as
Game isnt tight the aim isnt 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
touch you will burn your hand on the stove
Im not a lab rex I say that Im standing in grove
I can handle my even though I know I aint no random abroad
My hand grows cold, thats right for it, Im for it
Spray can, Im ready to sray ann I believe in myself, Im ready to anger
twenty of the best and I will put twenty to the test.
And I all twenty in a mess, pick twenty on the rest
it again thats forty, not just twenty 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 step 5 you be alive bees buzz around me a lot, I should be a hive
You hove me a lot, you can see a vibe.
If I hove around you a lot I can see a
Shit MCs, I can see a pile, but its better they now than trying in a while
No time like the present Im present and grime aint this alive in a while
So have a laugh, stink, have a bath. like rose, then have a blast
I made snowman ice thrown on me frost bite or man, I never launch
Cause I dont think that my production act that
But think that I cant open the logic page and make one
That aint stinking that I know another cant blud
Run up in a place like what them them dibby mic stars man who are man already got them
Too pulling out the pen, I gotta stop them.
Take pics I like and I crop them
Too pure in a game so if I come across another artist, I knock them
If I see a kid who dont know shit

Tell him put down the knife and I then, pack them on
I only work for legs and arms, I said I been a bit lucky charms
Them man are 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 what the rush
None of these spitters aint in my I was making noise ever since I swing
Let me put it on now, let me see what I
Fight cool like the colour blue same colour as the drink I
wait for the day I sink cause more than often Im out of sink
Some are hanging on heard new stuff
I know you work, Im out of blinks,
Phone back chick chilling on the reck like the yellow M on the Mark V sign
Nigga be late but then its black pips time
Might be hated but I catch his
Yeah, I know a young belly, you come from the belly
And take the whole like thats his time
See me in a carnival, means hype
Got passing more and thats revise
And I might despise of any of them
Who dont wanna work by thats his life
cool down the feelings, see whats one
And shots of gigga black hif life
Greenwich, woodish back to life
Dont it like the inside of a beehive
Im the cop, the man for the job kind of odd but the fans decide
Head phones head dont get a rhythm kill it a headshot
Some man are got a hair line like
Man are looking for a on a Friday night
Well, Im free wanna see the west got
Dont test me, I put a hole in your vest top and my young gunners letting off a test show
Aint the and your best not get in my way
Cause Im top and your sets not thats why your dumb play short stop they hit me.