"So... you think untouchable?"
[Chorus: Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos] Word life! is basic thugonomics is ba-basic thugomoics Word life! "I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to me" - Esoteric Word life! is bas-{*scratch*} thugo-{*scratch*}-thugo-{*scratch*}-thugonomics Word life! "I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" -
[Verse John Cena] Whether fightin, or spittin, my is unforgiven Got you backin up, in a position An ass-kickin anthem, or bantam Holdin camps for ransom, the phantom hit the floor, this the new fight joint Like a broken needle kid, you the point! We dominate conference with offense that's no nonsense My song hits, get your reinforcements! We quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picks Bare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you Never survive this! Get forget Alzheimer's Two-face rappers, walk away four shiners The raw rhymer, turnin to old-timers My incisor's like a viper, bitin your one-liners! New Deadman Inc. - and we about to you famous Takin over Earth and still in Uranus!
[Verse Two: guest] You advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, like blot Sponsored sex, a complex, regardless of finesse or your fitness, it's the condition of Your lame of a underground, physical image You're underneath to your whole, typical image the precision of percentages, and the collision of sedatives Poetry, beats, and - we untouchable righteous sluts with no crevices Streets unite, we rock over dumber beats Yo' couldn't come this hot {?} in the summer heat Forget two takes, kill y'all the first time Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my or worst rhymes I'm better than nice, check the stripes Leave you beside yourself with fear, I you, and bury you twice Despite the cover of night, your flight Like guerilla warfare, the grass is dense Approachin me is a way to get referred to in the past tense Dead that! When the to mic is on The crowd is dead the intermission when you on the Titantron