كلماااات اغنيه جووووووووووون سينا

Song: The time is now

Album: You cant see me



[Chorus: John Cena]

Your time is up, my time is now

You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin' now
You can't see me, my time is now!




[John Cena]

In case you forgot or fell off I'm still hot - knock your shell off
My money stack fat plus I can't turn the swell off
The franchise, doin big business, I live this
It's automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished
A soldier, and I stay under you fightin
Plus I'm stormin on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning
Ain't no way you breakin me kid, I'm harder than nails
Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part of the jail
I'm slaughterin stale, competition, I got the whole block wishin
They could run with my division but they gone fishin -
- With no bait, kid your boy hold weight
I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather I'm never better your boy's so hot
You'll never catch me in the next man's sweater
If they hate, let 'em hate, I drop ya whole clan
Lay yo' ass DOWN for the three second tan




[Chorus]




[Tha Trademarc]

Yeah, uhh
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T
Uhh - it's a war dance and victory step
A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it's my rep
John Cena, Trademarc, y'all are so-so
And talk about the bread you make but don't know the recipe for dough though
Aimin guns in all your photos, that's a no-no
When this pop, you'll liplock, your big talk's a blatant no-show
See what happens when the ice age melt
You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny if any
The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me
A man's measured by the way that he thinks
Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks
I spent 20 plus years seekin knowledge of self
So for now Marc Predka's livin live for wealth




[Chorus - repeat 2X]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~




Song: Basic Thuganomics

So... you think you're untouchable?




[Chorus: John Cena ]

Word life! This is basic thugonomics
This is ba-basic thugomoics
Word life!
I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me
Word life! This is bas
Basic thugo-thugo-thugonomics
Word life!
I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me






[Verse One: John Cena]

Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is unforgiven

Got you backin up, in a defensive position
An ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or bantam
Holdin camps for ransom, the microphone phantom
Teams hit 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 all times
Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners
The warrhymer, 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 Uranus!





[Chorus]




[Verse Two: Esoteric]

You ain't advanced enough to process potential for medical concepts
The objects are foreign, like blot tests,
arts, and *** are 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 sentences
Poetry, beats, and mics - we untouchable
like righteous sluts with no crevasses
Streets unite, we rock right over dumber beats
You cats couldn't come this hot if in the summer heat
Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the first time
You better stay, worthy of my filler or worst rhymes
I'm better than nice, check the veteran twice
While your beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and bury you twice
Despite the cover of night, trackin' your flight
Like guerilla warfare, where the grass is dense
Approachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense
Dead-da when the lights the mic is on
The crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron




[Chorus]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~