Luyện nghe bài hát Rubicon

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

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

Tell him put down the knife and I block then, them on
I only for legs and arms, I said I been a bit lucky like charms
Them man are cool they ever had arms
Might have had crumbs but never had a
Never had a finish, had a start but I aint come along like what the rush
None of these spitters aint in my class I was 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 I drink
Dont wait for the day I sink cause more than often Im out of
Some are hanging on aint heard new
I you dont work, Im out of blinks,
back chick 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 from the belly
And take the whole belly like thats his
See me in a carnival, means hype
Got tess passing and thats revise
And I might despise of any of them
Who dont work nights by thats his life
cool down the feelings, see whats one
And shots of gigga black hif life
Greenwich, woodish to queens life
Dont stick it 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 Escor
Man are looking for a wave on a night
Well, Im wanna see what the west got
Dont me, I put a hole in your vest top and my young gunners aint letting off a test show
Aint the and your best not get in my way
Cause Im top and sets not thats why your dumb play short stop before they hit me.