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John Cena - Untouchables Theme Song

The Untouchables cat who style is right.
I could be mistaken for the smooth & silent type.
My violence bites tight like it was vampires teeth.
I'm hammering sheep, my opponents with beef, your put to sleep.
My radical brain will run your terrain.
I'm coming to gain. It's simple and plain.
You heard there is no numbing the pain.
Warpin your frame to convex with ill techs.
Still flex, kill specs on cassette decks.
Mic checks, and tight reps, collect all live bets
We'll see how bright the lights get
The illest attack, I fight with artillery Jacket
And physically smack them verbally humble
You stumble and fumble, so I gain possession
Music moves in cycles, natural progression
Thugonomics lesson is taught when records are bought
Analyzed for lies and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas make scrilla if the market's correct
All you need is a hook, and a hand to collect
Lack cred but respect MC's before me
Don't blast the back heat but the streets, can't ignore me
Hands nice, I rock your wig piece, leave your hard rep soft
Just like when Miami left the Big East (big east big east big east big east...)
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, bust that (might be bust ass)
Got all ma steez, yo we phasing the ball
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that ass)
got all ma steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that ass)
got all ma steez, yo we phasing the ball
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that ass)
got all ma steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that ass)
[Trademark]
I calculate between the hi-hat, the baseline
The slide back, the scene decides that, Trademark
designed raps through divine contact
The synapse to climb a syntax error/era, define clever
We find Trademark's photo ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of federal banks
You lost your focus of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that meant something
The mainstream remained clean
Then the corporate industry became the same dream
And I leaned back below the scene
Mappin out the future warfare schemes
To sweep through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the populars can listen
Not the caste system
The last talented cats that lost they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on mix tapes that never sell
Cause executives and marketing schemes
Designed rims, hoes and music, and beta jell
I know the veterans can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is timid
I want hard beats, baselines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy it's livid
I want it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the poet laureate
Through the deduction of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 iller brought the beat in (beat in beat in beat in beat in)
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba bust that (ass)
Got all ma steez, yo we phasing the ball
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that/ass)
got all ma steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that/ass)
got all ma steez, yo we phasing the ball
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that/ass)
got all ma steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the main, mainstream (bust that/ass)

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