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

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

*scratched*]
Bust
know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the
know my steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John
Assassinate the

I calculate between the hi-hat, the
The slideback, the scene decides that,
raps through divine contact
The synpase to climb a error/era, define 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 focus of function
back when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that meant somethin
The mainstream remained
Then the industry became the same dream
And I leaned below the scene
Mappin out the warfare schemes
To through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial
Cause need candy-ass rappers so the populars can listen
Not the system
The last cats that lost they status
Real raps end up tracks 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 the image
Mainstream acts is
I hard beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin and boy it's livid
I it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring
You ain't worth your weight, mind the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the laureate
Through the duction of
Rhyme forever, but out the 7 iller proud to beat in

[Chorus] - to fade