Artist: Wiley
Album:  The Ascent
Song:   Rubicon
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

I don't pet, I bring on a set
Going so hard I gained the respect
Respect is mutual, the same I expect
When I give you high provide the chain on my neck
Give you high, provide a fool of a pain, no
I'm from a cancel block, I did a lot now
I make weaves of a big ol' attention
How I do that I'm big at the temper
No king will ever go untested, it's way toss the mic I am arrested
How we handle things that you requested
How we came as provide the questing
Everything from anybody you might offer
Set a marathon, pac, they were off, they rock off
I'm not a block of sins I drink till I get there and I block
You're a good acting it off till it off
And it hurts like a furnet you're after
You can be the told of this, you're not down you say
Hold to the hood and give product to that
Who me a king, that's a product to that
Ain't no thing that could give to that
Have all 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 popping in a weave
You do grind but stop you when I pleave
Go to the gym and I feel like poke you when I leave
Mind full stop you when I leave
Don't ever sound sloppy on a beat
I'm in free and I mean I'm for it on east
I could take one E one toss you to suffer me by east I'm more
If I munch to intertwear the beat's unsure
Ignore that if you wanna elevate higher
Cause for you no got love's achier
I didn't get hero but that I won't last
Put so many years walking through fire
You will get hype then you get far cause you still try
Who you fan type, who you fan's life
Me I'm just an MC inside the right
I do it for real, that's why I'm still firing
I could bring a monkey and align it
That's who I am, I'm in my own gums and I do my own aiming
I'm just screaming boss like I ain't got a life
Got one first thing but I ain't got a wife through danger
Blood, I could change while hype
They flicker in eye, I set the flames more bright
Game isn't tight, the aim isn't right
I roll like a comet, I came on a fly
You can have it, I'm the scene on a mic
So I can't go fast and blame on a mic
Don't touch, it'll burn your hand like a stove
I'm running put roots when I say that I'm standing in groove
I can handle my role even though I know I ain't no random abroad
My hand grows cold, that's right for it, I'm right for it
Test me, I set you a life for it
Spray can, I'm ready to spray ann
I believe in myself, I'm ready to spray anger
Twenty at my best and I will put twenty to the test
And I leave with twenty and I less pick twenty at arrest
Even that again, that's forty
Just twenty at a best, I'm stepping on stones
No bad bones in my body, but I got star stiffing on clones
Don't forfeit nothing, repairing zones
Caught one spit and get at your phones
Fire spit fire, you should be alive
Bees buzzing around me a lot, I should be a hype
You hove around me a lot, you can see a vibe
If I hove around you a lot I can see a style
Shit MCs, I can see a pile, but I hope that they learn to train in a while
No time like in prison, I'm prison
And brind me feel is alive in a while
So have a laugh, stink, have a bath
Feeling like Rose, then have a blast
I made snowman, ice thrown on me
Frost bite burn man, I never launch
Cause I don't think my production act that much
But I don't think that count
Open the logic, then take one
That tasting can rid amount, no another caught blunt
Get up in the place like what then
Then it could be mic stars when I 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 that shit
Till he put down the knife and I block them, not fuck them on
It only work for legs and arms
I set up in a beat like electrons
Then might cool they might have arms
Might have crums but never had a heart
Never had a finish, never had a stop
I ain't come a long life, what the rush
Remedy spreading in my cloth
I was making noise even since I swing
Let me put it on now, let me see what I think
Fight cool like the color blue
Same color as the drink I drink
Don't wait for the day I sink
Cause more enough than a mile I sink
From a hanging on, ain't heard new stuff
I know you don't work, I'm out of blinks
Pumped out chick chilling on a reck
Just like the L and M on like this time
Nigga might be late for the slap this time
Might be hating but I catch these raps
Yeah, I know a young belly, you will come for the belly
And take the whole body like that's six times
See me in a carnival, that mean time
Got tess passing more and that's revise
And I might despise of any of them guys
Who wander on the nights but that seems life
Might cool down the feelings, see what's more
Shop against the flights like he fly
Realage, realage, back to life
Don't stick it up the inside or behave
I'm the cop, the man for the job
Kind of seems wrong, but the fans still sight
Boom set off, kill it with a headshot
Some might have bought head line like
Escort, mind of looking for a way for a Friday night
Well, I'm free when I see you with an escort
Don't test me, I put a hole in your vest stop
How I ain't gonna say letting on a test shop
Ain't the best and the best not get in my way
Cause I'm topping your sex no
That's why you gonna play short stop before they hear me