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

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

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

I between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene decides that,
designed raps through contact
The synpase to a syntax error/era, define clever
We find Trademark's photo ID below the
Your rhymes are general played, minimal
Your eyes was blinded by the of federal banks
You lost your of function
'Member back when MC's used to and say (shit) that meant somethin
The mainstream clean
Then the industry became the same dream
And I back below the scene
Mappin out the future warfare
To sweep through the streets lethal, to you
Delete too, restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass so the populars can listen
Not the caste
The last talented cats that lost status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on mixtapes that never
executives and marketing schemes
Designed rims, hoes and music, and bed in
I know the can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is
I want hard beats, basslines, and lyrics that's
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 scene and I bring
You ain't worth your weight, never the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the laureate
Through the duction of
forever, but born out the 7 iller proud to beat in

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