Wiley - Rubicon - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.04.2013

129

Rap,Grime

Tekst piosenki
I don't pet, I rain on a set Going so hard I gained the respect Respect is mutual, the same I expect When I give it out without the chain on my neck Give it out without a thought of a plan, though I'm from a cancel block I get around, though I make waves that are big out of tyne show And I do that I'm big out of time bro No king will ever go untested, it's what he does that might get him arrested How he handles things that he requested How he caters without requesting Anything from anybody you might offer Said I'm not a don, but they was off their rocker I'm not a blocker but since I joined twitter get right and I'll block ya You're a good act of an actor, I laugh And it hurts like a fradatadatcture (fracture) You can be the don of this town, that town your city on the riddim I'll cadatadatcha (capture) I go to the hood and give badacadatcha (back) Call me a king, that's a fadatadactcha (fact) I ain't no fiend don't cudatatdatcha I've got my business into that, to that, to that I walk in like crew disagrees, I'm my POG for everybody in the scene Stay ol' free, cause I was poppin with the dream Now it's a reality bobbin' in a weave You do grime but stop you when I breave I go to the gym and I feel like Rocky when I leave Man feels stocky when I leave Don't ever sound sloppy on a beat I'm in free and I'm E one for it east I could take one E one towards the south for me a bit but east I'm more If I manage to chat on Twitter the beef's unsure Ignore that if you wanna elevate higher Cause we all know God loves a trier I didn't get here overnight I spent so many years walking through fire (fire) You will get pied didn't get far cause you still tried All your hype died, all your fan's lied And me I'm just a MC inside the ride I do it for real, that's why I'm still firing I could bring a monkey and a lion in That's who I am, I'm wear my own garms and I do my own ironing I'm just screening bars like I ain't got a life Got one fresh ting but I ain't got a wife through danger Blood, I could trainspot a hype They flicker in eye, I said the flame's not as bright Game isn't tight, the aim isn't right I roll like a comet, I came on a flight You ain't having it, I'm the same on the mic So I can't go fast and blame on a mic Don't touch, you'll burn your hand on a stove I'm not in Ladbrookes when I say that I'm standing in grove I can handle my role even though I know I ain't no random approach My hand grows cold, that's right for it, I'm right for it Test me, I might set you a light for it Spray can, I'm ready to spray and I believe in myself, I'm ready to spray anger Twenty of the best and now I will put twenty to the test And I leave all twenty in a mess, pick twenty of the rest Doing that again, that's forty Not just twenty of the best, I'm stepping on stones No bad bones in my body, but I gotta start stepping on clones Don't forfeit nothing, rip out of zones Caught one spit and get out your phones Fire spit fire, you should be alive Bees buzzing around me a lot, I should be a hive You hove around me a lot, I can see a vibe If I hove around you a lot I can see a style Shit MCs, I can see a pile, but it's better they learn now than try in a while No time like the present, I'm present And grime ain't felt this alive in a while So have a laugh, stink, have a bath Feeling like Rozay, then have a glass I made snowman, ice man know me Frost bite lyrical man, an avalanche Cause I don't think my production act that much But I don't think that I can't Open the logic, tage [?] I make one That instinct can rid him that I know another can't, blood Run up in your place like what then Then it could be mic stars cause my manaman already got them Too many bullet in the pen, I gotta stop them Take pics I don't like and I crop them Too cure in a game, so If I come across another artist, I can't knock them If I see a kid who don't know jack shit Tell him put down the knife and I block them on pop them on I only work for legs and arms I said I've been a bit lucky like charms Them man are cool they never had arms Might have chromes but never had a heart Never had a finish, never had a start I ain't come along like: what the rass None of these spitters in my class I was making noise even since I swing Let me put it on now, let me see what I think Quite cool like the colour blue Same colour as the drink I drink Don't wait for the day I sink Cause more than often I'm out of sync Some are hanging on, ain't heard new stuff I know you don't work, I'm out of blinks Pumped out chick chilling on a red Just like the yellow M on the Maplyeys' sign Nigga might be late but then it's black peeps time Might be hated but I catch these rhymes See, I know a young belly, you will come for the belly And take the whole belly like that's his types See me in a carnival, that's me type Got test passing more and that's revise And I might despise of any of them guys Who don't wanna work nights but that's his life Might call Danny Phillips, see what's gwan' Shots of jaeger bombs Black Keith life Realage, Woolwich, back to queen's life Skunk [?] sticky like the inside of a bee hive I'm the cop, the man for the job Kind of seems odd, but the fans decide Phone Z dot get 'em riddim kill it with a headshot Some man have gotta hear lie like escort Man are looking for a wave on a Friday night When I'm free wanna see you what the west got Don't test me, I put a hole in your best top I'm a young gun ain't lettin' off the test shop Ain't the best and your best not get in my way Cause I'm top and your sex not That's why you dub play stop before they hear me
Tłumaczenie
Brak

Najnowsze teksty piosenek

Sprawdź teksty piosenek i albumy dodane w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni