Luyện nghe bài hát Basic Thugonomics - John Cena

"So... you think untouchable?"

[Chorus: John Cena - by DJ Chaos]
Word life! This is thugonomics
is ba-basic thugomoics
Word life!
"I'm untouchable, but I'm you to feel me" - Esoteric
life! This is bas-{*scratch*}
Basic
life! {*scratching*}
"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to me" - Esoteric

[Verse One: Cena]
fightin, or spittin, my discipline is unforgiven
Got you backin up, in a position
An anthem, heavyweight or bantam
Holdin for ransom, the microphone phantom
Teams hit the floor, the new fight joint
a broken needle kid, you missin the point!
We dominate your conference with that's no nonsense
My theme hits, get your reinforcements!
We quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picks
Bare-knuckle men through pits, beat you lifeless
survive this! Get forget like Alzheimer's
Two-face rappers, away with four shiners
The raw rhymer, turnin legends to
My incisor's a viper, bitin through your one-liners!
New Deadman Inc. - and we about to make you
Takin Earth and still kickin in Uranus!

[Verse Two: uncredited
You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical
The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, like blot
Sponsored sex, a complex, regardless of your
or your fitness, it's the condition of
Your lame vision of a underground, physical
You're underneath to your whole, typical image
the precision of percentages, and the collision of sedatives
Poetry, beats, and - we untouchable
like righteous sluts with no
Streets unite, we rock right over dumber
Yo' cats couldn't come hot {?} in the summer heat
Forget two takes, y'all birds the first time
Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my or worst rhymes
I'm better than nice, the veteran stripes
Leave you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and you twice
the cover of night, trackin your flight
Like guerilla warfare, where the grass is
Approachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the tense
Dead that! the light to mic is on
The crowd is like the intermission when you on the Titantron