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wwf - john cena theme lyrics

so… you think your untouchable?

(chorus)
word life,
this is basic thuganomics
word life,
i’m untouchable but i’m forcing you to feel me
word life,
this is basic thuganomics
word life,
i’m untouchable but i’m forcing you to feel me

(verse 1)
when fighting or spitting,
my discipline is unforgiving,
got you backing up in the defensive position,
an -ss kicking anthem,
heavyweight or bantam holding camps for ransom,
the microphone phantom.
teams h-t the floor the this new fight joint
like a broken needle kid you missing 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 ducking nightsticks
bare knuckle myths who fight pits,
beat you lifeless never survive this
you forgot like old timers
two faced rappers walk away with four shiners,
the raw rhymer, turning legends to old timers
my incisors is like a viper biting through you one liners
new “dead man inc.” and we about to make you famous
taking over earth and still kick it in your -n-s

(chorus)

(verse 2)
you’re not advanced enough to process, potential, phoenetical concepts,
all objects are foreign, like block test, parts to text,
you’re complex, regardless of your finesse,
it’s your business; it’s a condition of business,
your lame vision of an underground, physical image,
your underneath, you’ll undermine your old typical image,
with your precision of percentages,
in a collision of sentences,
poetry beat your mics,
we untouchable like biker sl-ts with no crevices,
streets unite; we rock brighter with dumber beats,
your cats couldn’t come this hot jerking off in the summer heat,
but guess who changed,
we’d kill your birds the first time you better sh-t aint worthy of my filler,
or worst rhymes, i’m better than nice, check the veteran stripes,
you’re beside your self with fear, i’ll kill you,
and bury you twice, despite the cover of night, tracking your flight,
like gorilla warfare, where the gr-ss is dense,
approaching me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense,
dead that when the light and mic is off
the crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the t-tantron

word life,
this is basic thuganomics
word life,
i’m untouchable but i’m forcing you to feel me
word life,
this is basic thuganomics
word life,
i’m untouchable but i’m forcing you to feel me

- wwf lyrics

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