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john cena - word life lyrics

“so… you think you’re untouchable?”
word life! this is basic thuganomics
this is ba-basic thugamoics
word life!
“i’m untouchable, but i’m forcin you to feel me”
word life! this is bas-
basic thuga- thuga- thuganomics
word life!
“i’m untouchable, but i’m forcin you to feel me”
whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is
unforgiven
got you backin up, in a defensive position
an -ss-kickin anthem, heavyweight or bantam
holdin camps for ransom, the microphone phantom
teams h-t the floor, this the new fight joint
like a broken needle kid, you missin the point!
we dominate your conference with offense that’s no
nonsense
my theme song hits, get your reinforcements!
we strike quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picks
bare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you
lifeless
never survive this! get forget like alzheimer’s
two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners
the raw rhymer, turnin legends to old-timers
my incisor’s like a viper, bitin through your
one-liners!
new deadman inc. and we about to make you famous
takin over earth and still kickin in ur-n-s!
word life! this is basic thuganomics
this is ba-basic thugamoics
word life!
“i’m untouchable, but i’m forcin you to feel me”
word life! this is bas-
basic thuga- thuga- thuganomics
word life!
“i’m untouchable, but i’m forcin you to feel me”
you ain’t advanced enough to process potential
phonetical concepts
the objects are foreign, like blot tests
sponsored s-x, a complex, regardless of your finesse
or your fitness, it’s the condition of business
your lame vision of a underground, physical image
you’re underneath to undermine your whole, typical
image
with the precision of percentages, and the collision
of sedatives
poetry, beats, and mics – we untouchable
like righteous sl-ts with no crevices
streets unite, we rock right over dumber beats
yo’ cats couldn’t come this hot in the summer heat
forget two takes, kill y’all birds the first time
yo’ best {sh-t} ain’t, worthy of my filler or worst
rhymes
i’m better than nice, check the veteran stripes
leave you beside yourself with fear, i kill you, and
bury you twice
despite the cover of night, trackin your flight
like guerilla warfare, where the gr-ss is dense
approachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the
past tense
dead that! when the light to mic is on
the crowd is dead like the intermission when you on
the t-tantron
word life! this is basic thuganomics
this is ba-basic thugamoics
word life!
“i’m untouchable, but i’m forcin you to feel me”
word life! this is bas-
basic thuga- thuga- thuganomics
word life!
“i’m untouchable, but i’m forcin you to feel me”

- john cena lyrics

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