Luyện nghe bài hát Basic Thugonomics - John Cena

"So... you think untouchable?"

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

[Verse One: John
Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is
Got you up, in a defensive position
An anthem, heavyweight or bantam
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 theme song hits, get reinforcements!
We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin ice
Bare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you
Never survive this! Get forget like
Two-face rappers, away with four shiners
The raw rhymer, turnin legends to
My incisor's like a viper, bitin through one-liners!
New Deadman Inc. - and we about to make you
Takin over Earth and still in Uranus!

[Verse uncredited guest]
You ain't advanced to process potential phonetical concepts
The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, like tests
sex, a complex, regardless of your finesse
or your fitness, it's the condition of
Your lame of a underground, physical image
You're to undermine your whole, typical image
With the precision of percentages, and the collision of
Poetry, beats, and mics - we
like righteous sluts with no
Streets unite, we rock right over beats
Yo' cats couldn't this hot {?} in the summer heat
Forget two takes, kill birds the first time
Yo' best {shit} ain't, of my filler or worst rhymes
I'm better than nice, check the veteran
you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and bury you twice
Despite the of night, trackin your flight
Like warfare, where 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 is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron