"So... you think untouchable?"
John Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos] Word life! This is thugonomics is ba-basic thugomoics Word life! "I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Word life! This is Basic life! {*scratching*} "I'm untouchable, but I'm you to feel me" - Esoteric
[Verse One: Cena] Whether fightin, or spittin, my is unforgiven Got you backin up, in a defensive An ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or Holdin camps for ransom, the phantom hit the floor, this the new fight joint Like a needle kid, you missin the point! We dominate your conference with that's no nonsense My song hits, get your reinforcements! We strike quick with kicks, duckin ice picks Bare-knuckle men fight pits, beat you lifeless Never this! Get forget like Alzheimer's Two-face rappers, away with four shiners The raw rhymer, turnin to old-timers My incisor's like a viper, bitin your one-liners! New Inc. - and we about to make you famous Takin Earth and still kickin in Uranus!
[Verse Two: guest] You advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, blot tests Sponsored sex, a complex, of your finesse or your fitness, it's the of business Your vision of a underground, physical image You're underneath to undermine your whole, image With the precision of percentages, and the of sedatives Poetry, beats, and mics - we like righteous sluts no crevices unite, we rock right over dumber beats Yo' couldn't come this hot {?} in the summer heat Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the time Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my filler or worst I'm better than nice, check the veteran Leave you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and you twice Despite the cover of night, trackin your guerilla warfare, where the grass is dense Approachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the tense Dead that! When the to mic is on The crowd is dead like the intermission you on the Titantron