WWE Originals movie - Basic Thugonomics lyrics

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Song by John Cena<br /><br>

"So... you think you're untouchable?"<br>

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[Chorus: John Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos]<br>

Word life! This is basic thugonomics<br>

This is ba-basic thugomoics<br>

Word life! {*scratching*}<br>

"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Esoteric<br>

Word life! This is bas-{*scratch*}<br>

Basic thugo-{*scratch*}-thugo-{*scratch*}-thugonomics<br>

Word life! {*scratching*}<br>

"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Esoteric<br>

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[Verse One: John Cena]<br>

Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is unforgiven<br>

Got you backin up, in a defensive position<br>

An ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or bantam<br>

Holdin camps for ransom, the microphone phantom<br>

Teams hit the floor, this the new fight joint<br>

Like a broken needle kid, you missin the point!<br>

We dominate your conference with offense that's no nonsense<br>

My theme song hits, get your reinforcements!<br>

We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picks<br>

Bare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you lifeless<br>

Never survive this! Get forget like Alzheimer's<br>

Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners<br>

The raw rhymer, turnin legends to old-timers<br>

My incisor's like a viper, bitin through your one-liners!<br>

New Deadman Inc. - and we about to make you famous<br>

Takin over Earth and still kickin in Uranus!<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse Two: Esoteric]<br>

You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts<br>

The objects are foreign, like blot tests<br>

Sponsored sex, a complex, regardless of your finesse<br>

or your fitness, it's the condition of business<br>

Your lame vision of a underground, physical image<br>

You're underneath to undermine your whole, typical image<br>

With the precision of percentages, and the collision of sedatives<br>

Poetry, beats, and mics - we untouchable<br>

like righteous sluts with no crevices<br>

Streets unite, we rock right over dumber beats<br>

Yo' cats couldn't come this hot if they {jerked} off in the summer heat<br>

Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the first time<br>

Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my filler or worst rhymes<br>

I'm better than nice, check the veteran stripes<br>

Leave you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and bury you twice<br>

Despite the cover of night, trackin' your flight<br>

Like guerilla warfare, where the grass is dense<br>

Approachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense<br>

Dead that! When the light to mic is on<br>

The crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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