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

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

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

I between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene that, Trademark
designed raps through divine
The synpase to climb a syntax error/era, clever
We Trademark's photo ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, blank
eyes was blinded by the signs of federal banks
You lost your of function
'Member back when MC's to spit and say (shit) that meant somethin
The mainstream remained
Then the corporate became the same dream
And I leaned back below the
out the future warfare schemes
To sweep through the lethal, to meet you
too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass so the populars can listen
Not the system
The last talented cats that lost they
raps end up gratis tracks on mixtapes that never sell
Cause executives and marketing
rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail
I the veterans can tell, I see through the image
acts is timid
I want hard beats, basslines, and lyrics vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy livid
I it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring
You ain't your weight, never mind the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the laureate
the duction of reason
Rhyme forever, but out the 7 iller proud to beat in

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