Wiley - Rubicon Lyrics
I don’t peck, I rain on a setGoing so hard I gained the respectRespect is mutual, the same I expectWhen I give it out without the chain on my neckGive it out without a thought of a plan thoughI’m from a council block I get around thoughI make waves that are big out of time showHow I do that I’m big out of time broNo king will ever go untested, it’s what he does that might get himArrestedHow he handles things that you requestedHow he caters without requestingAnything from anybody you might offerSaid I’m not a don, but they was off they rockerI’m not a blocker but since I joined twitter get right and I’ll block yoYou’re are good actor act of a laughAnd it hurts like a fractured actureYou can be the don of this town, that town or city on the rhythm I’llProduct of that yaGo to the hood and give product to that yaCall me a king, that’s a product to that yaAin’t no thing don’t call that to act yaHave all my business into that, to that, to thatI walk in like who disagrees, I’m my POG for anybody on the sceneStay all free cause I was popping with a dreamNow it’s reality popping in a weaveYou do grind but stop when I breatheGo to the gym and feel like rocky when I leaveMan feels stocky when I leaveDon’t ever feel sloppy on a beat predictorI’m in free and I mean one for I’m on eastI could take one e one toss see the south with me a bit but east stand moreIf a man’s chatting on twitter the beef’s unsure ignore that if you wannaElevate higherCause we all know god loves a tryer I didn’t get here over night, I won’tLieI spent so many years walking through fire fireYou will get tired, didn’t get far because you still triedAll your hype died, all your fans liedAnd me I’m just an MC inside the rightI do it for real, that’s why I’m still firingI could bring a monkey and a lion inThat’s who I am I wear my own gums and I do my own ironingI’m just spraying bars like I ain’t got a lifeGot one fresh ting, but I ain’t got a wifeFeel danger blud I could trence while I hypeThey flickering out and say the flame not as brightGame isn’t tight the aim isn’t right I roll like a comet, I came on a flyYou ain’t having it, I’m the same on the micSo I don’t go passing blame on the micDon’t touch you will burn your hand on the stoveI’m not a lab rex when I say that I’m standing in groveI can handle my role even though I know I ain’t no random abroadMy hand grows cold, that’s right for it, I’m right for itSpray can, I’m ready to sray ann I believe in myself, I’m ready to sprayAngerTake twenty of the best and I will put twenty to the test.And I leave all twenty in a mess, pick twenty on the restDoing it again that’s forty, not just twenty of the bestI’m stepping on stones, no bad bones in my bodyBut I got a star stepping on clones, don’t forfeit nothingReap out the zones can’t 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 hiveYou hove around me a lot, you can see a vibe.If I hove around you a lot I can see a styleShit MCs, I can see a pile, but its better they learn now than trying in aWhileNo time like the present I’m present and grime ain’t felt this alive in aWhileSo have a laugh, stink, have a bath. Feeling like rose, then have a blastI made snowman ice thrown on me frost bite merk or man, I never launchCause I don’t think that my production act that muchBut don’t think that I can’t open the logic page and make oneThat ain’t stinking rhythm that I know another can’t bludRun up in a place like what them them liku dibby mic stars man who are manAlready got themToo many pulling out the pen, I gotta stop them.Take pics I don’t like and I crop themToo pure in a game so if I come across another artist, I can’t knock themIf I see a kid who don’t know jack shitTell him put down the knife and I block then, pack them onI only work for legs and arms, I said I been a bit lucky like charmsThem man are cool they ain’t ever had armsMight have had crumbs but never had a heartNever had a finish, never had a start but I ain’t come along like what theRushNone of these spitters ain’t in my class I was making noise ever since ISwingLet me put it on now, let me see what I thinkFight cool like the colour blue same colour as the drink I drinkDon’t wait for the day I sink cause more than often I’m out of sinkSome are hanging on ain’t heard new stuffI know you don’t work, I’m out of blinks,Phone back chick chilling on the reck just like the yellow M on the Mark VSignNigga might be late but then its black pips timeMight be hated but I catch his rapsYeah, I know a young belly, you will come from the bellyAnd take the whole belly like that’s his timeSee me in a carnival, that means hypeGot tess passing more and that’s reviseAnd I might despise of any of them guysWho don’t wanna work nights by that’s his lifeMight cool down the feelings, see what’s oneAnd shots of gigga booms black hif lifeGreenwich, woodish back to queen’s lifeDon’t stick it like the inside of a beehiveI’m the cop, the man for the job kind of seems odd but the fans decideHead phones head don’t get a rhythm kill it with a headshotSome man are got a hair line like EscorMan are looking for a wave on a Friday nightWell, I’m free wanna see what the west gotDon’t test me, I put a hole in your vest top and my young gunners ain’tLetting off a test showAin’t the best and your best not get in my wayCause I’m top and your sets not that’s why your dumb play short stop beforeThey hit me.
