Luyện nghe bài hát Basic Thugonomics - John Cena

"So... you think untouchable?"

[Chorus: John - scratched by DJ Chaos]
Word life! This is basic
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 you to feel me" - Esoteric

[Verse One: Cena]
Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is
Got you backin up, in a defensive
An ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or
camps for ransom, the microphone phantom
Teams hit the floor, the new fight joint
Like a broken needle kid, you the point!
We dominate your conference with offense no nonsense
My song hits, get your reinforcements!
We strike with hard kicks, duckin ice picks
Bare-knuckle men through pits, beat you lifeless
Never survive this! Get forget like
Two-face rappers, walk away with four
The raw rhymer, turnin to old-timers
My incisor's a viper, bitin through your one-liners!
New Deadman Inc. - and we to make you famous
Takin Earth and still kickin in Uranus!

[Verse Two: guest]
You ain't enough to process potential phonetical concepts
The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, blot tests
Sponsored sex, a complex, regardless of finesse
or fitness, it's the condition of business
lame vision of a underground, physical image
You're underneath to your whole, typical image
With the of percentages, and the collision of sedatives
Poetry, beats, and - we untouchable
like sluts with no crevices
Streets unite, we rock over dumber beats
Yo' cats couldn't this hot {?} in the summer heat
Forget two takes, y'all birds the first time
Yo' best {shit} ain't, of my filler or worst 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, trackin flight
Like guerilla warfare, the grass is dense
Approachin me is a way to get referred to in the past tense
Dead that! When the to mic is on
The crowd is like the intermission when you on the Titantron