Luyện nghe bài hát John Cena - Untouchables (John Cena)

[John
The untouchable cat style is right
I can be for the smooth and silent type
My violence tight like it was vampire's teeth
I'm chief, opponents with beef, you're put to sleep
My radical brain, will run your terrain, I'm again
simple and plain, you're hurtin, there's no numbin the pain
Warpin your frame to convex with ill
Still flex, kill specs on decks
Mic checks, and reps, collect all live bets
We'll see how bright the get
The illest attack, I fight with artillery
And physically smack verbally humble
You and fumble, so I gain posession
Music in cycles, natural progression
Thugonomics lesson is taught records are bought
for lies and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas make scrilla if the market's
All you is a hook, and a hand to collect
Lack but respect MC's before me
Don't blast the back heat but the streets, can't me
Hands nice, I rock wigpiece, leave your hard rep soft
like when Miami left the Big East..

[Chorus
Bust
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all my steez, Trademark and John Cena
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John
Assassinate the

I between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene decides that,
designed raps divine contact
The synpase to climb a syntax error/era, clever
We Trademark's photo ID below the letters
Your are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of banks
You lost your of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that somethin
The mainstream clean
Then the corporate industry the same dream
And I leaned below the scene
Mappin out the future schemes
To through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the can listen
Not the system
The last cats that lost they status
Real raps end up gratis on mixtapes that never sell
Cause executives and marketing
Designed rims, hoes and music, and bed in
I know the veterans can tell, I see through the
acts is timid
I hard beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me rap is comin back and boy it's livid
I want it, I breathe it, I it
I cornered the and I bring destruction
You ain't worth weight, never mind the cost of post-production
of Trademark, the poet laureate
Through the of reason
forever, but born out the 7 iller proud to beat in

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