Luyện nghe bài hát Basic Thugonomics - John Cena

"So... you you're untouchable?"

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

One: John Cena]
Whether fightin, or spittin, my is unforgiven
Got you backin up, in a position
An anthem, heavyweight or bantam
Holdin for ransom, the microphone phantom
Teams hit the floor, this the new fight
Like a broken kid, you missin the point!
We dominate your conference with that's no nonsense
My theme song hits, get reinforcements!
We strike quick with hard kicks, ice picks
Bare-knuckle men fight pits, beat you lifeless
Never survive this! Get like Alzheimer's
Two-face rappers, walk away four shiners
The raw rhymer, turnin to old-timers
My incisor's like a viper, through your one-liners!
New Deadman Inc. - and we about to you famous
over Earth and still kickin in Uranus!

[Verse uncredited guest]
You advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts
The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, blot tests
Sponsored sex, a complex, regardless of your
or your fitness, the condition of business
lame vision of a underground, physical image
You're underneath to undermine your whole, typical
With the precision of percentages, and the of sedatives
Poetry, beats, and mics - we
like righteous with no crevices
Streets unite, we rock over dumber beats
Yo' cats couldn't come this hot {?} in the heat
Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the time
Yo' best {shit} ain't, of my filler or worst rhymes
I'm than nice, check the veteran stripes
you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and bury you twice
Despite the cover of night, trackin flight
Like guerilla warfare, where the grass is
me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense
Dead that! the light to mic is on
The is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron