"So... you you're untouchable?"
[Chorus: John Cena - scratched by DJ Word life! is basic thugonomics This is 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 feel me" -
[Verse One: John Whether fightin, or spittin, my is unforgiven Got you backin up, in a position An anthem, heavyweight or bantam Holdin camps for ransom, the phantom hit the floor, this the new fight joint Like a broken needle kid, you the point! We dominate conference with offense that's no nonsense My song hits, get your reinforcements! We strike quick with hard kicks, ice picks men through fight pits, beat you lifeless Never survive this! Get forget Alzheimer's Two-face rappers, walk away with shiners The raw rhymer, turnin to old-timers My like a viper, bitin through your one-liners! New Deadman Inc. - and we to make you famous Takin over Earth and kickin in Uranus!
[Verse uncredited guest] You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical The are +Foreign+, like blot tests Sponsored sex, a complex, of your finesse or your fitness, it's the of business Your lame vision of a underground, physical You're underneath to your whole, typical image With the precision of percentages, and the of sedatives Poetry, beats, and mics - we like sluts with no crevices unite, we rock right over dumber beats Yo' cats couldn't this hot {?} in the summer heat Forget two takes, kill y'all the first time Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my filler or rhymes I'm better than nice, the veteran stripes Leave you beside yourself fear, I kill you, and bury you twice Despite the cover of night, your flight Like guerilla warfare, where the is dense Approachin me is a way to get referred to in the past tense that! When the light to mic is on The is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron