Various Artists - Basic Thuganomics - John Cena Lyrics
"So... you think you're untouchable?"Word life! This is basic thuganomicsThis is ba-basic thugamoicsWord life!"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me"Word life! This is bas-Basic thuga- thuga- thuganomicsWord life!"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me"Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is unforgivenGot you backin up, in a defensive positionAn ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or bantamHoldin camps for ransom, the microphone phantomTeams hit the floor, this the new fight jointLike a broken needle kid, you missin the point!We dominate your conference with offense that's no nonsenseMy theme song hits, get your reinforcements!We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picksBare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you lifelessNever survive this! Get forget like Alzheimer'sTwo-face rappers, walk away with four shinersThe raw rhymer, turnin legends to old-timersMy incisor's like a viper, bitin through your one-liners!New Deadman Inc. and we about to make you famousTakin over Earth and still kickin in Uranus!Word life! This is basic thuganomicsThis is ba-basic thugamoicsWord life!"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me"Word life! This is bas-Basic thuga- thuga- thuganomicsWord life!"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me"You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical conceptsThe objects are foreign, like blot testsSponsored sex, a complex, regardless of your finesseor your fitness, it's the condition of businessYour lame vision of a underground, physical imageYou're underneath to undermine your whole, typical imageWith the precision of percentages, and the collision of sedativesPoetry, beats, and mics - we untouchablelike righteous sluts with no crevicesStreets unite, we rock right over dumber beatsYo' cats couldn't come this hot in the summer heatForget two takes, kill y'all birds the first timeYo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my filler or worst rhymesI'm better than nice, check the veteran stripesLeave you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and bury you twiceDespite the cover of night, trackin your flightLike guerilla warfare, where the grass is denseApproachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tenseDead that! When the light to mic is onThe crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the TitantronWord life! This is basic thuganomicsThis is ba-basic thugamoicsWord life!"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me"Word life! This is bas-Basic thuga- thuga- thuganomicsWord life!"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me
