كلمات اغاني بعض المصارعين

Bubba Ray Dudley

Get The Tables

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Yeah.. We Coming now
Come on..Uh..Yeah..Thats right
We put it down
It's like a family in here
Just a little disabled
Putting it down we lay em out on the table (Yeah)

Who's in the house?
The brothers in the house
Bout to turn it on out
Cuz you know what we about
Kinda like Kane and Able
A bit unstable

Don't be breakin' the frame, break the whole damn table
How we shut it down
We give 'em a blast
Keep it
Just using their ass

That's right
We put it down
Yeah we in the house
Uh...yeah come on...Ok

Hypnotized in a Trance
Gotta make em dance
Jump in the pit
Now throw up your hands
Having a party
Who's blast on the mic
Spitting lyrics from my tongue
Bringing the hype
The doors wide open
Do you dare to come in
Battle with the boys mess with us with a sin
So who's up next
As we gather round..



راح اكمل

Triple H

My Time

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One, two, is this on?
Ha, yo Jimmy hit me with that Triple H (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Yeah, you let the music keep playing Mr. Dumb Shhh-it

Yo, tell me what time it is now
You don't know what trouble is
It's our time
Yo, here comes trouble


Not gonna listen anybody
Tell me who and what to be
Not trying to be like everybody
Tired of playing make believe

Cause I am the blind, and the blind lead the blind
My time, our time,
My time, it's time
My time, our time, My time

We're not looking back, and we've had enough
You don't know what trouble is

Games, Politics, Sissy Sons (FYI, Shane McMahon), One time
(Break your mind, Break your mind, Break your mind)
Money fools, Stupid rules (I've had enough of this)

All your stupid rules
(Yo, you keep your finger off the switch Gun)
All your stupid rules

Don't you understand your revolution
(All your stupid rules)
And don't you understand your own confusion
(All your stupid rules)

Make up our fantasy in your little mind
Follow me like the blind lead the blind
(All your stupid rules)
Follow me like the blind lead the blind, yeah

Yeah, yo the years went by with your lies
The Marks, The Suits, McMahon
Give us a shot, and we'll give ya nothing
The smart one, the mellow one, the easy one

Well, it's our time now (yeah)
It's our time now
You know it's our time now
Let the truth set you free

Ha, Yo Dillon, keep your finger off the switch
It's our time
It's our time (I've had enough of this)
It's our time for the... GRAB
(I've had enough of this, Yo, I've had enough of this)

Who, who's sleeping with who around here?
(I've had enough of this, You know, I've had enough of this)

(I've had enough of this)
Yeah, the years went by with your lies
The Marks, The Suits, McMahon
Give us the shot, we'll give ya nothing
The smart one, the responsible one, the easy one, the mellow one
Well, it's our time
It's our time
It's our time
It's our time for the... GRAB (You will.. Find out.. What Trouble is)

You will, mark my words, find out... what trouble... is

(They think we're kidding) Yo tell me something, who's sleeping with who?

Huh, Does anybody know who's sleeping with who?
(Ha, I can't hear you)

Undertaker

rollin

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Alright partner
Keep on rollin’ baby
You know what time it is

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Chocolate starfish) (Yeah)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Gonna keep on rollin’ baby) (Come on)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Come on)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Yeah)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

Now I know y’all be lovin' this [shit] right here
L.I.M.P. Bizkit is right here
People in the house put them hands in the air
Cause if you don’t care, then we don’t care
1, 2, 3 times two to the six
Jonesin’ for your fix of that Limp Bizkit mix
So where the [fuck] you at punk
Shut the [fuck] up and back the [fuck] up
While we [fuck] this track up

Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up (Ladies and gentleman)
Throw your hands up (Yeah)
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Come on)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Yeah)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)
You can’t mess with Limp Bizkit (Why?)
Because we get it on (When?) Every day, and every night (Oh)
And this platinum thing right here? (Uh-huh)
Yo, we’re doin’ it all the time (What?)
So you better get some beats and a some better rhymes (D'oh)
We got the gang set so don’t complain yet
Twenty four seven never beggin’ for a rain check
Old school soldiers blastin’ out the hot [shit]
That rock [shit] puttin’ bounce in the mosh pit

Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up (Ladies and gentleman)
Throw your hands up (Yeah)
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Come on)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Yeah)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

Hey ladies, hey fellas
And the people that don’t give a [fuck]
All the lovers, all the haters
And all the people that call themselves players
Hot mamas, pimp daddies
And the people rollin’ up in Caddies
Hey rockers, hip hoppers
And everybody all around the world

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Yeah)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Come on)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Come on)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Yeah)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

Matt Hardy

Live for the moment

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Oh yeahhh wooo.
I can slap a tornado
I can dry up a sea,yeahh
When i live for the moment,
There aint no aint no in me.

I can slap a tornado
I can dry up a sea,yeahh
when i live for the moment,
There aint no aint no in me.
Now dont you sell me no future,yeah
Dont you sell me your love
I ain't vouchin' your number
You couldn't pay me enough ,you couldn't pay me enough.
couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough

couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough

couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough

couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough

couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough
you couldn't pay me enough

Eric Bischoff

I'm Back

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I'm back
And better than ever
Got a knack
For making things better
Face facts
'Cause your opinion don't matter
This maniac
Is gonna step on whoever

It's time
Get in line
'Cause I'm gonna make some changes
Kickin' ass
Takin' names
Screamin', "I'm so famous!"
I'm burnin' out the dead wood
Burnin' down time
'Cause it's only my way
So get your ass in line

They all talk
They say that I've lost it
But chop me down
And I swear it's gonna cost ya'
Now I'm back
The boss of you morons
To never count me out is one thing you can count on

It's time
Get in line
'Cause I'm gonna make some changes
Kickin' ass
Takin' names
Screamin', "I'm so famous!"
I'm burnin' out the dead wood
Burnin' down time
'Cause it's only my way
So get your ass in line

Christian

El Mundo

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Christian, Christian
At last you're on your own.

EL TEMPESTAD A LA-AAAAAAAAAA
ahora Enfrente de MÍ No más
MI HERMANDE EL Mundo, EL Mundo, EL Mundo. EL MUNDO ES MÍO

edge

Never Gonna Stop

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You think you know me
Yeah
My durango number 95
Take me to the home
Kick boots
And ultra live
See heaven flash
A horrorshow
Knock it nice
And smooth
Step back and
Watch it flow yeah

Never gonna stop me
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop me
Never gonna never gonna

Yeah
The devil ride
A dinosaur
He paint the monster red
So the blood don't
Stain the floor
In out
Real savage show
Sorry as a shot
Came sickness
Watch it flow yeah

Never gonna stop me
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop me
Never gonna never gonna

واحد ثاني لedge


Use my body to keep you alive...

Yeah my Durango, number ninety-five
take me to the home kick boot and
ultra live see heaven flash the horrorshow
knock it nice and smooth step back and watch it flow

YEAH!!!Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop !
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop !
Never gonna stop me!Never gonna stop !
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna
stop!

Yeah!!!the devil ride a dinosuar, he painted the monster red so
blood don't stain the floor
In and Out
real savage show skorry in the shot came sickness watch it flow

YEAH!!!Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop!
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop!
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop!
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna
stop!

scream if you want it....'cause i want more
scream if you want it....'cause i want more

Yeah my Durango, number ninety-five
take me to the home kick boot and
ultra live see heaven flash the horrorshow
knock it nice and smooth step back and watch it flow

YEAH!!!Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop!
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop!
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna stop!
Never gonna stop me! Never gonna
stop!

scream if you want it....'cause i want more
scream if you want it....'cause i want more

واحد ثاني لTriple h

Game

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I'ma do what I wanna do, when I do it
Ain't nuttin that you can do, when I'm gon' do it
Rap gane recognize the game
and we came to bring the pain
I'ma do what I wanna do, when I do it
Ain't nuttin that you can do, when I'm gon' do it
Rap gane recognize the game
Mystikal, Ras Kass came to bring the pain

[Mystikal]
I got mo' anger than you got in yo' whole body in one arm
and that's a threat to Triple H, three times the harm
That's right, you face to face with a villain
Any has-been, gets harassed and gon' feel the ???
Jump off roofs, land on backs
Stomp on tongues, walk on necks, then I flex
Crackin heads, I can't get no rest
So many enemies, I don't know who to fight next - c'mon!
I'd like to see you try to explain that to my, FIST..
.. why it's in yo' forehead!
And if you really think you got what it takes
to step to the game, GO RIGHT AHEAD!

Chorus

[Ras Kass]
The ghettofabulous Rat Pack, inner city NASDAQ
Young savages, that don't know how to act
Rebels without a gat, that pin you to the mat
Got devils havin flashbacks of When Animals Attack
In a world that's assed out, after I spaz out
Mash til I cash-out, hit my coffin and blast out
(Why?) Cause real riders still do real things
I'm "The Man in the Iron Mask," break steel guillotines
Name is Rass Kass, livin Burger King style
Have it my way, all day, every day
Drink smoke lay, the game and no play
Straight out of L.A, baby - "Get in my bel-ly!"
Protein diet (??) just another Watts riot
"All the ugly people, be quiet!"
The R-A-S K-A-Double-S, yes
Snappin necks for some live effects

Chorus

[Mystikal]
I don't like you.. and when I'm here
and when I walk out (boooo) I see you don't like me too
I've got a physical ability for causin misery
You get maddest when I feed off your negativity
For every boo, I'ma leave a bruise
For every bad gesture, I'ma leave your ass messed up
Watch your mouth, you talkin loud to the hard tester
Back it up, you won't see nuttin unless I LET YA
So you can keep that in mind when I pass by
This is your big chance to say hello to the bad guy
I run with the north side, dirty aren't I..
.. cause I'm three times hellafied

واحد ثاني
Triple h

The GaMe

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It's time to play the game
Time to play the game!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha

It's all about the game, and how you play it
All about control, and if you can take it
All about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about pain, and who's gonna make it...

I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, no way you can change me
I am have heavy debts, no way you can pay me
I am the pain, and I know you can't take me

Look over your shoulder, ready to run
Like a good little bitch, from a smoking gun
I am the game, and I make the rules
So move on out, and you can die like a fool
Try and figure out what the move’s gonna be
Come on over sucker, why don't you ask me?
Don't you forget there's a price you can pay
'Cuz I am the game and I want to play

It's time to play the game...
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Time to play the game!

It's all about the game, and how you play it
It's all about control, and if you can take it
It's all about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about the pain, and who's gonna make it...

I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, there's no way you can change me
I am your debts, and know you can't pay me
I am your pain, and I know you can't take me

Play the game, you're gonna be the same
You're gonna change your name, you're gonna die in flames
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Time to play the game!

It's time to play the game...
It's time to play the game...
It's time to play the game...
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Time to play the game!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Kane

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Every intuition fails to find it's way
One more table turned around I'm back again
Finding I'm a lost and found when she's not around
When she's not around
I feel it coming down

Give me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be
My chemical now
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be my chemical

When everybody wants you (the chemical of your soul)
When everybody wants you (the chemical of your soul)

Slow and
Everybody wants you
So slow and
Everybody wants your soul

Give me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be
My chemical now
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be the chemical

You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical

اغنيةjohn Cena القديمة

Basic thugonomics

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"So... you think you're untouchable?"

John Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos
Word life! This is basic thugonomics
This is ba-basic thugomoics
Word life! {*scratching*}
"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Esoteric
Word life! This is bas-{*scratch*}
Basic thugo-{*scratch*}-thugo-{*scratch*}-thugonomics
Word life! {*scratching*}
"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Esoteric

[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 Alzheimer's
Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners
The raw rhymer, 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 phonetical concepts
The objects are foreign, like blot tests
Sponsored sex, a 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 sedatives
Poetry, beats, and mics - we untouchable
like righteous sluts with no crevices
Streets unite, we rock right over dumber beats
Yo' cats couldn't come this hot if they {jerked} off in the summer heat
Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the first time
Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my filler or worst rhymes
I'm better than nice, check the veteran stripes
Leave you 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 that! When the light to mic is on
The crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron

اغنية الجديدة
john cena

U can't see me

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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 bid'ness, 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

Hbk

s**y boy

I think I'm cute
I know i'm sexy
I got the looks
That drives the girls wild

I got the moves
That really move them
I send them chills
Up and down their spine

I'm just a sexy boy (sexy boy)
I'm not your boy toy (boy toy)
I'm just a sexy boy (sexy boy)
I'm not your boy toy (boy toy)

I make them hot
I make them shiver
Their knees get weak
Whenever I'm around

They see me walk
They hear me talk
I make them feel
Like they're on Cloud nine

I'm just a sexy boy (sexy boy)
I'm not your boy toy (boy toy)
I'm just a sexy boy (sexy boy)
I'm not your boy toy (boy toy)

Eat your heart out girls
Hands off the merchandise

I'm just a sexy boy (sexy boy)
I'm not your boy toy (boy toy)
I'm just a sexy boy (sexy boy)
I'm not your boy toy (boy toy)

Sting, "Seek and Destroy by Metallica"

Alright

Scanning the scene in the city tonight
Looking for you, to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling in our brains
But it is nothing new you know it drives us insane

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths

Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

There is no escape and that's for sure
This is the end we won't take any more
Say goodbye to the world you live in
You have always been taking but now you're giving
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths

Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

Our brains are on fire with the feeling to kill
And it will not go away until our dreams are fulfilled
There is only one thing on our minds
Don't try running away 'cause you're the one we will find

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths

Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

هذا واحد ثاني



Sting, "Man Called Sting"

Wow...............
Oww...............

The Man Called Sting
The Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
The Man Called Sting

He does this, he does that
He big as bull, & quick as a cat

He look fine, he looks cool
He's own man, & he's nobody's fool

Don't double cross him, or get in his way
Cause if you do, your gonna have to pay

To the Man called Sting
The Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
Man Called Sting

He's not like, anybody else
If his friends ever need him, he's there to help

And all the kids, they go wild
And all the old people start to act like a child

Don't double cross him, or get in his way
Cause if you do, your gonna have to pay

To the Man called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
The Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting..... Hey..........

(Guitar Solo Riff)

All over the world, he such a smash
You know it's over when does the Stinger Splash

He loves his honey, the loves the Rock (Ultimate Warrior back in NWA)
But noone important loves the Scorpion Death Lock

Don't you dare cross him, or get in his way
Cause if you do, your gonna have to pay

To the Man called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting

Everybody wonders, what he's gonna do
A Two Title Reign, & he says he's ain't through

The little Stingers Believe in him
Thats all he needs to win the title again

Don't you dare cross him, or get in his way
Cause if you do, your gonna have to pay

To the Man called Sting
The Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting
He's a Man Called Sting

Hey
Woo
Hey

Hulk Hogan, "American Made"

He's American Made
He's got the red, white, and blue running through his veins
He was born and rasied in the US of A.
He's goverment inspected he's U.S. grade,
If you mess with the flag it's like a slap in his face

He's American Made (American)
He's American Made (American)
He's American Made (American)
He's American, American made

He's got the Stars and Stripes running through his veins
He was born and raised in the US of A.
He wears the Heart of his country on his sleeve,
You fight for your freedom if you really believe...
He's American made

He's American Made (American)
He's American Made (American)
He's American Made (American)
He's American, American made

He was born and raised in the US of A.

You fight for your freedom if you really believe... He's American made

He's American Made (American)
He's American Made (American)
He's American Made (American)
He's American, American, American made

American made

He's American made

American made

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, American Made

American Made

Whoa, He's American Made, yow

جريكو
King Of My World

I'll never see any side of heaven.
I'll walk for miles through a blazin hell.
It doesn't matter what you think I'm supposed to be.
'Cause I myself know all too well.

I'll open your eyes and make you see.
I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you now.
I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you.
(the walls of jericho)
(break the walls of jericho)

My mind alone is filled with rage for you.
I am the pastor to your sheep.
I am the master of my destiny.
I am the king of all you see.

(king)
I'll open your eyes and make you see.
I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you now.
I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you.
(the walls of jericho)

3...2...1 Here I come again,come again
3...2...1 Here I come, here I come again
3...2...1 Here I come again, here i come
3...2...1 Here I come,HERE I COME!!

I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you now.
I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you.

I'm the king of my world. (king of my world)
I'll break down the walls around you.

The Walls Of Jericho!
Break The Walls Of Jericho!
Jericho all around

جون سينا

"Don't F**k With Us"

[John Cena]
We keep it hoppin like the cars with the shocks
We spittin heat on your block
We new to the game, but runnin the spot
Numbin your knot, with basslines that'll make ya neck break
This rook'll take your queen and put ya king in checkmate
Open your mind without makin ya meditate
We real champs; y'all just featherweight
Time to get it straight, I push your wig back
Crew loaded up with extra bread like a Big Mac
Beefin with us? We're leavin you face down
Stompin bitch rappers like I'm straight outta A-Town
Runnin the playground like it was a track meet
Shoes on the whip that be bigger than Shaq's feet
We into big things, bank account's overgrown
All types of cheese - swiss, cheddar, provolone
Guaranteed to burn wax like candles
Track hittin hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels

[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
Y'all, bitch, crews, don't wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound, to, lose, another one bites the dust

[Tha Trademarc]
It's Trademarc the truth, laid back, aloof
I'm God, as if you needed some proof
You ain't hard I can see it on you, {?}
Fuck a droptop, crop if I'm creepin on you
Click-clack nickelback knickknacks if you got heaters on you
Spittin back live rounders, with five pounders
If we meetin on two, I put a beatin on you
Your sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm sleepin on you
We lean back in the ride, with cream stackin the rawhide
The sound of God slide with a raw vibe
Straight military camel clothes ash brown boots
So sick, I've been handlin flows, since enamel was gold tooth
And branded by low
You cold fuck like eskimo hoes at 7 below
You slow, you be the last to think
My hands seen more fuckin dirt than bathroom sinks

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
I got punks, dumps and switches, dump chumpses bitches
We feed you to the sharks, you can sleep with the fishes
Clean you like dishes but I ain't no busboy
You ain't family, you ain't earnin my trust boy
Seen too many bitches that'll double cross ya
We bring more drama than the Laker roster
Get the click pissed, ain't nobody can save ya
Throw heat without lookin like Fernando Valenzuela

[Tha Trademarc]
Marc Predka's the name, the rest of you lame
I'm ego drivin, seen with different women, every size and frame
I refine my game by fuckin famous bitches
But it's all the same, it's just ex to the next
for sex or brain, misses or Mrs.
Married or not, my game don't stop
It's cars bars bonds and stocks you ain't see my flow
Y'all are small-time suckers like a knee-high hoe
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جون سينا

"Flow Easy"

[Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx]
First and foremost...
Flow easy, yo
Yo, yo, for the hood (for the hood)
Everybody flow easy, ha ha, so easy
Yo, listen
For the corrupt mob, John Cena, Trademarc, listen

I embarass MC's who touch the mic with me
That's why they never holla when it's showtime - gimme
I spit poison like a black snake bit me
Guns up in the E-Class, D's can't get me
My foot is a 13, 12's don't fit me
My heart is cold and hard like Jack Frost bit me
So many new flows old flows start to panic
It's time they got built by the mic mechanic
Y'all heard, I stay in hood streets like curbs
And never forget, where I come from, word
I ain't goin broke, fuck you, I'll cop me a brick
And take it straight to the block, forget rap quick
Don't trip, Bump got a speed zone sign
For suckers who move too fast against mine
I'm pressed, pushin it full speed ahead
You left, bullet in chest, meet the dead, so

[Chorus]
Flow easy, turn up the mic it's time
to flow easy, whenever I spit my rhyme
I flow easy, the underground pound and grime
Flow easy, but yours don't sound like mine
I flow easy, turn up the mic it's time
I flow easy, whenever I spit my rhyme
I flow easy, the underground pound and grime
Flow easy, so yours don't sound like mine I flow easy

[Tha Trademarc]
Philosopher first, rapper second
Manifest the message, lessons involved
It all but hits you, aviate your crew and lift you
So what's the issue? Trademarc has got it locked before he meet you
Greet your mind before we even greet you
Won't mislead you, I ain't trustin people, cause I defeat you
Take it down a notch, slow your roll
Cause we crush spirits, like we stole your soul
I set styles off dog, y'all are fuckin mimics
Man I talk more shit than pro-lifers in abortion clinics
Run my mouth off like high school rumors
Man and grab microphones like pedophiles gropin late bloomers
Flow easy like your first day with white sneakers
You just a face in the crowd like packed bleachers
Huh, you better rock a sleeveless
Freddie Foxxx, Trademarc, John Cena breeze through
Y'all are fuckin divas

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
First and foremost I sure post potential like Carmelo
Turn a hard MC to jello
Make their skin yellow with fear while stayin mellow and clear
Man, we in for one hell of a year, yeah
Curse a fool like the Red Sox, we tighter than headlocks
I'm flowin easy with Freddie Foxxx
Known to hang it low like dreadlocks and y'all are too slow
Like wearing a weight vest and lead socks
I'm a fat kid, you feed me? I'm still hungry
Never let a bitch take a bill from me
Like Jordan in the 4th quarter, I'm still money
Best believe the flow water, we still runny
Make your stomach feel funny, I'm so sick
With 16 bars twice the value of gold brick
Make it known quick that I'm greedy, we got the rats and the cheese B
So believe me

جون سينا

"Right Now"

[John Cena]
Yeah
You can't help but feel it
Can't help but feel this one
Uh-huh uh yeah

Excuse me for a minute while I lighten the mood
Just clap with me like the lightning do, yeah
A bit of soul food that you be bitin into
And if you feel me then I'm writin for you, uh-huh
Right now put another coat of wax on the ride
For a minute put the beef and the gats to the side
Cause this track's got a vibe to chill to
Enjoy life for 5 minutes, man it's not gon' kill you
It's okay to be hard and stay true man
But at the end of the day, we all hu-man
This one's for you, the ones that you close to
Show some love, it's what you supposed to
Right now, forget the ends and the Benz
Pop a cold one, man toast it wit'cha real friends
Call your folks, tell 'em you tight now
Cause everything lookin pretty good right now

[Chorus - sped up vocal sample]

[Tha Trademarc]
Right now baby, we all gon' ride
So place those things on your hips or side
The soul vibe gon' change, give way with fame
But sometimes the moral change or stay the same
Relax baby, right now you here
And sit back baby, with a round of beer
And cheer to those friends who crowded near
For those passed on in spirit they there
It's gon' be what it must, break bread wit'cha crew
If you got kids take the crust
It's all love baby, tell your girl she's strong
And whisper in her ear after dinner it's on
And take it slow baby, cause everything real
When you at family dinner y'all enjoy that meal
Thank God that you healthy and you keepin it tight
And keep your dreams lighthearted when you sleepin at night

[Chorus - sped up vocal sample]

[John Cena]
Yeah - and right now I'm showin love to my brothers and my old man
To my girl, "Let's Get it On" like the slow jam
To everybody that I'm runnin down the road with
Y'all my family, I know that you know this
Fox, Rock, B's and Chaos
Y'all growin up with me man, true to life players
Grandma or grandpa watchin up above
Trademarc you my heart cousin, nothin but love

[Tha Trademarc]
Thanks momma, for all that you was
You a strongarm lady baby crazy with love
My sister raised me, those are the facts
And taught me how to rebuild when the order collapsed
And right now I'm blessed no stress no less
And thanks hip-hop for givin me back focus, huh
Yeah John, what can I say?
It's all love from day one, you showed me the way
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جون سينا

"Make It Loud"

[John Cena at a live show]
It's the joint baby, GOTTA MAKE IT LOUD [crowd cheers]
SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD [more cheering]

[Tazz] That's noise!

[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
It's the joint baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point yo you gotat make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD

[John Cena]
Yeah, yeah
We came to kick the door down, it's time to hit the floor now
Yo... we got some shit in store now
So; clap your hands while we let the sax blow
Not quite Krispy Kreme, but we came to stack dough
We ain't maxed yo, we just try and get this money right
Bills made of Spandex, I still keep my money tight
Never stoppin, all I see is the money like
the kid on the mic is too +Raw+ for your Monday night
If you got in free, or your fuckin cover's paid
Bounce to this motherfucker like you was some Rubbermaid
This ain't that Cristal sippin type shit
It's that bottle breakin, startin riot type shit
So jump up and down 'til ya break the floor
Yo we keep it underground like a basement tour
East coast reppin, stretchin out to L.A.
Not double oh seven but we +Die Another Day+, what

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
I tear up any track, front to back
Like Roy Jones takin on fifty year-old cats
makin comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft shit
like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin that
It's all love maybe if you wanna rub baby
Anything but that, step back lady
Trademarc, John Cena, clubbin it up
We got Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up
I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that
I see through haters games, don't mistake that
I still got love if you buyin our shit
If you claim you hatin us, but you ridin our dicks
Everybody hear the name, Marc Predka
It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I never left ya
All y'all raise your glass to this shit
Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
We steal your top spot, and you not gettin your number back
Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack
Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em comin back
Tough to bring down like an overweight runningback
Yeah - and we blaze 'em baby
Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin baby
Yo we tear up any crew, leave a motherfucker worn
Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn

[Tha Trademarc]
I move a crowd like a bomb scare
Grab the mic when we hittin it right, if you want fear
Some say Trademarc, he ain't all there
We old school like when Sonny, was on Cher
Take it back like a Richard Pyror 8-track
And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax
Man please, we want platinum plaques
I want cream, green, cheddar cheese, to grab in stacks

[Chorus]

[scratching Trademarc to fade]
"Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up"
"That's that shit!"

جون سينا

"Summer Flings"

[John Cena]
Yeah we doin things now man
It's just another day in the life y'know
Always tryin to do some big bid'ness
Sometimes when we havin fun
Some shit goes down y'know, you ain't expectin nothin
Then, somethin come out of nothin

It was just another typical day in the summer
Me, Trademarc, Crouch and my little brother
We put the whips out, we cruise up to the strip man
Three wheel motion killin fools like a hit man
We on some chill shit, vibin out
But we still in the mix, fuck hidin out
On the corner of L Street, I locked eyes with her
I ain't steppin man this bitch had guys with her
She came through the crowd and walked over to me
Catchin P off guard, she actin like she knew me
Her name was Shannon, she was canon
She's hangin with Melissa, this big booty chick you couldn't miss her
This chick was like a fitted cap, all over my dome
Said she wanna be down, but I ain't takin her home
That's when she said she live right down the street
She love white chocolate, well I got somethin sweet

[Chorus 2X: female singer]
Saw you walkin down the street and I
heard you say you had somethin sweet for me
Lover.. (somethin sweet) lover.. somethin sweet

[Tha Trademarc]
We run game, {?} Blanson, what's your hon's name
I can take an Eva hot bitch like bum change
Playin hard to get when I step, I'm afraid
I can treat a chick like cheap gas and upgrade
Whatever you need, whatever you want
With Trademarc on your arm, girl what more could you flaunt
There's just something about us, summer fling got you wondering
where I'll be in spring, but that's another thing
I'll be out girl, quicker than tans
If you want somethin stick hurr, stick wit'cha man
I ain't lookin for a lover girl, I'm lookin for sex
I can tell you I got money or I'm pushin a Lex
Whatever gets you hot, that's what I say next
Gettin passed through the crew girl that's a safe bet
I think it's funny how it doesn't take a whole lot
Trademarc's like an open flame, getting girls hot

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
Yo... with these sweet flows, the streets knows
whether we pimped out in streets clothes, we the bomb like deep throws
My speech grows to reach hoes - all over the globe
I got class like a Ric Flair robe

[Tha Trademarc]
Man I'm in and out quick like Jordan in the zone
D takin out a bitch like a pass from Shaq to Kobe
You know me with a extra set of hands
a bitch couldn't hold me man I leave 'em lonely

[John Cena]
If I catch a glimpse of your chick when she smile and fine
I make sure she lose your number, she'd be dialin mine
I ain't about a wife even if she won this right
I'll fuck for seven days but stand for one night

[Tha Trademarc]
Man we decked out John, the strict gutter
I'll have a girl repeatin my name in sex like the bitch stutter
I got moves lookin butter with a tight fade
Forever dipped fresh man like Minot Gray
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جون سينا

"Keep Frontin'"
(feat. Bumpy Knuckles (Freddie Foxxx))

[Intro / Chorus: Big L sample]
I shoulda been out, I'm de-de-deadly
when I pu-pu-pull the pin out, keep frontin
I'ma try-try-try ya chin out
I knocked a lot-lot-lot-lot out of men out
Keep frontin, I'ma try-try-try ya chin out
I knocked a lot-lot
I knocked a lot-lot-lot out of men out
Keep frontin, keep frontin, keep frontin, keep frontin

[Bumpy Knuckles talking over sample]
Yo
Right now
I wanna teach all you MC's out there
How to be
Effective
Let's ride

[Freddie Foxxx a.k.a. Bumpy Knuckles]
Do y'all know what time it is when everybody game
is everybody else's hustle and everybody's shame
is somebody else's blame, whatever I became
I did it with hot rhymes and a lung full of flame
I never refrain, from loadin up and takin aim
Like chicks flows are different, I never cum/come the same
My mic will be the dame, written or off the brain
I show up with my chest pumpin hard like Notre Dame
I lose then I regain, hustle is in the vein
I'm drinkin protein shakes to muscle up the brain
In the black Chevy Suburban sippin champagne
with champagne, dick out doin the damn thang
We movin in the fast lane, with them black thangs
On the way to the Bronx, to do the ski-mask thang
I don't know what's so funny cause I ain't laughing
The part is for a dead body, guess who's casting

[Chorus]

[John Cena talking over sample]
Alright bro, I'm hearin you
I'ma see what I can do
See how I can rip it
And be, effective
Follow this

[John Cena]
Cena spittin with the Bump Bump Bump for the Knux
Your whole crew gettin dumped dumped dumped with the chumps
We rollin like Donald Trump Trump Trump with the bucks
Your bitch-ass gettin jump jump jumped cause you suck
Follow me, you stick around round round when it's hot
You claimin that you down down down but you not
You try to offer me a pound pound pound you get got
I can't wait to hear the sound sound sound of you shot
You hearin me, it's time to show show show I got plans
That's all you brought you bettter go go go get your mans
A legal hustle, ain't no no fuckin with grams
Stash the heat cause I can throw throw throw with my hands
I'm tellin you, on screen screen screen with these flicks
Catch me on the scene scene scene with three chicks
I fuck like a fiend fiend fiend with three dicks
Fuck a sixteen teen teen I'm just sick

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc over sample]
Yeah, what's good fellas
I'm feelin y'all man
Most these cats
Can't engineer, they career
Yeah, Trademarc, bout to
Bout to show y'all
How to be, effective

[Tha Trademarc]
My camou' colors dog they be beige and brown
That shit was all love 'til you cowards came around
With the same ol' sound that's why your payroll down
That's how the game go now that's why you ain't gain ground
Cause you stuck on then dog, you ain't on now
And that's how it's been baby cause you ain't know how
You move your pen lazy maybe or your beats don't pound
I move quicker than the word on the street go 'round
I write down every lesson that my peeps hold down
You let your heat go blaow if you ain't speak profound
I write sixteens down 'til I hit green now
Makin up slang, ain't know what shit mean now
Trademarc, Marc Predka, jot the real name down
You can catch it on every marquee in town
Sayin Trademarc, ain't nobody like you now
Probably sweatin this track dog, go wipe your brow

[Chorus - 2X]

[Bumpy Knuckles]
You see, that's all it takes
Is for a man to make an effort to be, effective
And if you're not, effective... then you're defective
Hahahaha

جون سينا

"We Didn't Want You To Know"

[20 second instrumental to open]

[Chorus: John Cena]
If you don't know by now, we runnin the game
Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain
Show respect to Cen' and Trade
Cut the check, believe we're paid
Y'all waitin for the single to drop
Look down on the charts cause we sittin on top
Everybody else feelin the flow
If you don't know by now (we didn't want you to know)

[John Cena]
Get nasty, doin dirt don't put it past me
"Appetite for Destruction," +Axl+ couldn't +Slash+ me
I got hounds that found where your stash be
They play my sound in towns, rats harass me
They know I'm nice, they ain't bettin on you
That's like playin roulette and bettin on blue
Cena gon' blow - you goin no place
Snatch your dame, show her my old face
Still walk tall with a staggered stance
Plus I hold on the club like I was Bagger Vance
Make you breakdance for me, have you doin headspins
Ship you to D.C., covered in Redskins
Catch me in a classic drop low with the wine paint
Plus I'm classic on the flow, every line great
Believe me, yo the speech is tight
I lay you down like when you sleep at night, big business

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
Y'all are cowards y'all found power and cower
The gunpowder a thousand shots an hour leavin blocks devoured
Have your family prayin for your survival
Bust shots and get cops bent out control like a spiral
Man get the fuck on if you got bangers involved
Man get the fuck on and keep your chambers revolved
Man get the fuck on and get your weight up
Man get the fuck on or you get laid up
Sippin BNB out the sceptre
It's not Trademarc to you dog it's still mister
Sophisticated, and Marc's never stuck up
I know when to shoot my mouth off and when to shut the fuck up
Every rhyme I write, worth bitin
Every room I'm in, worth micin
I'm artistic, you must have missed it
When I said every rapper sucks I was bein optimistic

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
Trademarc's mind is dilated
Highly rated, madly envied, that mean we kindly hated
The nightcrawler brawl and have you missin
when we drag your body out to sea like fishermen
and takin everything that's glistenin
So run your chain or your dame, it's all the same
Just a verb exchanged - you listenin?
Man, I never leak what I think
And never sleep cause you miss the point of life when you blink

[John Cena]
Fuck with the kid I'll leave you laid up in intensive care
This monopoly, I ain't got intent to share
When it's time to do business, I got no friends
A true hustler, burn the candle at both ends
If anybody on the scene doubt
I show 'em so much green, you think I'm farmin fuckin bean sprouts
Wrist iced when I'm cracked ya mold
Cause revenge is a dish that is best served (cold
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جون سينا

"Bad, Bad Man"

[John Cena]
Aww, you done did it now
Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man!
They not ready - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS!

Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't help but nod your head to the track
Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker
Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan
And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN

[Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles]
With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man
Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man
Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man

[Tha Trademarc]
We devils - rockin ambient levels
We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners, I drop several
And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip rappers and take responsibility
for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate
Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, creep through side streets
Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak
Punchlines - man, don't even beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote
I flood tracks like cracks in boats
And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat

[Chorus]

[Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx]
TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a beast
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet
It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head
Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion
is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics
My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson
Fightin in his prime, one rhyme
And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a coat type raw
And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem
I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you
Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you
I'm a bad, bad man

Yeah, check it out
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON

جون سينا

"Running Game"

[20 second instrumental to open]

[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
Everybody feelin this, y'all know we serious

[John Cena]
I'll be makin you move so quick you can't see me in slow-mo
Get your throat cut when you step in the dojo
Y'all got no flow, we be makin hits
You like a proctologist, you feelin my shit
Yeah - you all hype like a street team
I spend more time holdin a mic than Mean Gene
Makin beat fiends scream, they be lovin the click
Roll solo to the party but I leave with ya chick
Cause she know that when I'm flowin it's hot
There's a party in my pants, she be blowin the spot
Buck naked in the old school drop, givin me skull again
She give me free strokes, that's why I call her a mulligan
See me on TV, knows everything about me
You can't fuck with me, she can't fuck without me
And if you think she don't be lovin my thangs
That's like sayin you eat at Hooters for the buffalo wings, what?

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
Fuck record execs, promisin checks
I been cleanin tables now I'm seein labels, these chicks
sayin "haven't we met," man holdin my breath
Feel like the lesser of two evils that I haven't seen yet
I got girls runnin game with a pimp strut
Big butt booty bitches tryin to link up
They walkin toward me, conversation and they body bore me
I got no game, it's just some bitches understand my story
Nas said it before, that's raw
If you leavin the club your clothes'll end up on the car floor
Man, I got no time for words after sex
I just kick you to the curb and be laughin next
Cause Trademarc is a clingy chick's nightmare
Even though you took me home, I won't spend the night there
I've had hookers to virgins, on they back
Wild sex all the way to dead lays like necrophiliacs

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
Johnny Cena got the girls, girls but I'm not Jay-Z
I play the field, I never let the field play me
You see my Chevy? You know there's ten chicks aboard
Plus the whip got more switches than the mixer board
I'm stickin your whore, while you flossin your Range
Gave her a dollar, she gave me back a buck and some change
She tried to swallow me whole, I brushed the back of her wig
She called my dick Frank White cause it's +Notoriously B.I.G
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جون سينا

"Beantown"

"Big up Boston!"

[John Cena]
Yeah whassup baby? We gon' do some things right now
Show you how we do 'em in the Bean, y'knahmsayin?
N.Y. representin, Dirty South representin
Chi-Town, L.A., they all doin their thing
We got a lil' somethin bubblin in Beanpot over here y'know?
I got my crew right back gon' show you how it's done
Straight up, hittin one two like Manny Ortiz ya heard?

It's John Cena baby, and we heatin up the Beanpot
Big up Boston, you know the whole team hot
Yo we fresh, y'all a little bit stale
And we 'bout to make it ugly just like Kevin McHale
Cena takin over - I'm 'bout to make the scene mine
I got a tea party, baby meet me on the Green Line
Ain't too many kids that flow better than me
Roll thick like Yaz's sideburns in seventy-three
Like Tom Brady and the Pats, we rollin kids
Cross me and pay a toll like the Tobin Bridge
From the home of the curse, y'all know what I mean
We like the left field wall, we stackin +Monster Green+
Knock you out of the park, you land on Yawkey Way
My shit be butter, but around here we say Parkay/parquet
I rent my own team, we takin over the industry
Like the big dick, baby nobody can finish me

[Chorus: scratched 4X]
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"

[Tha Trademarc]
Yeah, it's Trademarc baby, biggin up Boston, yeah
6-1-7, 9-7-8, 7-8-1, 5-0-8, and 4-1-3
And I don't mean to brag, but it's in the bag
And we alone on top like we goin stag
It's a dynasty, that's how I see things
In four years we countin three rings
I'm the MVP, baby gimme that key ring
And me, Brady and Branch'll own our sweet thing
Yeah, and we ain't gon' stop
We at the Eagle {?}, cook 'em all as they flop
And T.O. takin on the B roll and that's the past
Beatin everybody and the salary cap
What now? You say titan's your rep
That's like Peyton winning big games out on Gillette
We don't forget y'all, we're keepin it grimy
Had the Steel Curtain lookin like venetian blinds
Yeah baby, that's how it go
That's why next year it's lookin like 3 in a row

[Chorus]

[Esoteric]
Yeah, uhh
It's Esoteric, tunin in
Puttin it down, for Boston Mass
Yo, I rep the Bean, y'all see the way it be
Home of Source magazine, the Pats and Edo. G
Steadily poetically I'm Bill Russell in command
Peace to Dorcester, Roxbury, Mattapan
Pack a man down quick like neanderthals
Standin tall after brawlin up in Fanueil Hall
As a young buck moms said I disobey
All she heard was no-ma/Nomar like fans in Fenway
But they sent him to the dugs, I'm like Manny when he shrugs
And {?} bug to the {?} women wearin {?} in the club
A deadly combination like venom hit your blood
Jason Varitek with the glove, it's all love
I'm like Schindler with the red sock, when I get hot
My aim is dangerous, like the Larry Bird set shot
It's clear now, you livin in fear now
Big up Boston, the champ is here now

جون سينا

"This Is How We Roll"

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Wheels is shinin.. deals we signin.. money's pilin..
Low, this is how we roll

[John Cena]
Catch me in the black 'llac truck with the pickup back
The game weak, I'ma pick up slack
Hands high like a stick-up jack, fuck your boring rap
This East to West coast hittin like Warren Sapp
I'm fully focused, I walk with a purpose
Y'all are fuckin clowns, you belong in a circus
This is big bid'ness, we don't stop 'til the money home
Block shakin more buzz than a honeycomb
And I'm a savage in the booth
I'm on some movement shit, about to rally up the youth
Number one seed daddy walkin through the playoffs
You better quit rappin 'fore I start makin layoffs
Fuck a day off, I'm movin heavy for the payoff
You don't ride to this? We don't need you, stay off
Hate on this? I don't care what you said
Y'all can choke on a shit sandwich with no bread

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
I don't smile as such, buddy, ain't much funny
You touchy girlie rappers claimin that you fuckin gully
I live poor but look rich, I hit raw, you look bitch
You love me, that's why you got your style from me
Most sayin Marc Predka's overconfident
It's only cause they jeally that my profile is prominent
The dominant factor is the money I'm after
Your opinion ain't mean shit buddy - I ain't ask ya
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
It is what it is and was what it was so watch ya wordplay
Trademarc lay you where the buzzards and birds play
I write rhymes 'til ya boy is heard mayne
Cause alls I got, is my voice and word
Sophisticated rapper the dapper lover the don
It's on baby pah yeah word is bond
Cut the check and I'll rock, every word of the song - what now?

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
Yeah, yeah... yeah
I got that velcro flow, I'll make you stick to this
So many zeroes, my monetary is ridiculous
A glass of Chardonnay doesn't whine like you
I'm an Altered Beast with Einstein's IQ
Plus I shine bright too and I ride right through
In a leaned out, old school, skylight blue
I don't think there's a player nice
Keep your Cristal, I'm shoot Jagermeister
Foot to the floor and you ain't you keep the pace
Throw me a whore and call me Kobe cause you know that I'ma beat the case
I buy some land, and never even see the place
Vegeterian chicks, go on givin meat a taste
Throw away money like I hate on loot
Copped your CD it sounds great on mute
Words turn 'em to dust makin MC's disintergrate
My name get traffic like the California interstate, what?
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جون سينا

"Know The Rep"
(feat. Bumpy Knuckles (Freddie Foxxx))

[Freddie Foxxx a.k.a. Bumpy Knuckles]
Hahahaha...
Y'all know the rep, yeah, listen

My name is Bumpy Knuckles, I write that fuckin flame
And kill for the right price I got a buckin name
My forty caliber too fresh, stuck in aim
We roll like 18 wheelers in the truckin game
I'm nice with mics there's nothin more I like
than to paralyze your left side and leave you all right
I be layin front of your crib with Tec-y all night
Tryin to get them 9 millimeters loaded up tight, listen
I'm like a Cadillac, I write a battle rap
so smooth contest you'll be out of that
Y'all know the beef is stewin, that Bumpy came to ruin
You may be signed but you don't know what the fuck you doin
I make aight hot, I make dope raw
And send you higher than a long Colt four-four
You know the only rap pimp that kept a ho poor
And slam a fool on his back and break the whole floor

[Chorus: Bumpy Knuckles]
A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
We keep on, once the cops are gone
This is real street spit you best be warned
Tell your favorite MC the mic is on
A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
We keep on, once the cops are gone

[John Cena]
Yeah, yeah
It's the J daddy, not Hov' or Jam Master
My mic is correct, but y'all know the hands faster
See you bitch rappers I'm attackin the pile
Y'all be cryin foul cause I'm hackin your style
I make sure you and your mans done
When I see y'all both drop, I'm the cat screamin And1
You see me on the team dog you know the game's over
Stones on my wrist, and a chip on my shoulder
Sixteens cashin in on another hot beat
Go cop me a drop with the butterscotch seats
And we better not meet, if we do you gon' see a change
Make sure you whole FACE gettin rearranged
We rollin up in the blacked out truck dog
It's Freddie Foxxx, now you deal with Corrupt Mob
It's gas on the fire, any time a track blaze
Squad known to beef up the Heat, just like the Shaq trade

[Tha Trademarc]
This my 9 to 5, this ain't no hobby cat
Copycat killers bite styles, my rhyme piles is heavy
Give me a beat, man I'll body that
Spittin that heat street raps man they nod to that
What you smilin at? You R&B, man that's hardly rap
You lost the beat, man you bought a map
Matter fact, here's my next rap, borrow that
Been off the street too long, I want my corner back
You ain't a player, you a armchair quarterback
You ride the beat like side streets on a flat
Don't play dumb, I know where you came from
You only seen slugs buddy after the rain come
Keep it subtle, Trademarc got you bitch
like babies suckin tits talkin 'bout mami let's cuddle
It's gon' be what it's gon' be, you duck down
A quiet cat with a violent rap, what now

جون سينا

"What Now"

[20 second instrumental to open]

[Chorus: female singer]
I... will get by
Touch the sky, time to fly, 'til we die

[Tha Trademarc]
For what it's worth I see the purpose of life
I see below the surface and the version that you know and hold is not right
Hahaha, man I oughta just laugh
The only darkness ahead of me's the shadow I cast in my path
(What's that?) That's the weight of my craft
I breathe easy, and let my chest slowly contract
And write rhymes to inform baby not to uplift
If you wanna make it all, you gotta persist (yo put me on)
Yeah, all that talk's a waste
Cause I can read a man's thoughts by the way the lines cross his face
Hold five, everything live
And I vibe, ain't nobody thought this day would arrive
But I balance my talents with a hope and a drive
And ride beats dog, that's where my focus derive
And keep notepads and vocab, that's my guide
And if I got legit beef, I don't let it slide - what now

[Chorus]

[John Cena]
My brain is impossible to thinkin philosophical
Hustle in my blood, that's the only thing that's logical
The only thing I gotta do to stay on or stay strong
I ain't stoppin 'til I own the field that y'all play on
Desperado - eyes like a bird of prey
Cold soldier - crack snap your vertebrae
No heater - flow sweeter than Cohiba
Cinnamon dip, spice ride in the cinnamon whip
Quite wide on the benjamin clip
Might slide but we ain't gonna slip - no way
If the meek shall inherit the earth, guess what?
Y'all get the globe if they measure in, lyrical worth
Trademarc flow first, make the mental work
Fuck a verse - I rearrange your dental work
And when it pop off, we not soft
We like the Bentleys; y'all just the Chrysler knockoffs

[Chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
But that's life, yeah you hearin me right
It's like I had to find the black of night
come back to life with master insight that shine bright - I'm always learnin
My burden, to blow up gifts like this, I must endure the slow burnin
It's sort of strange, my philosophy's changed
I take chances, jump before the water's in range
And never wait for safe answers so if all that remains
is lookin back at my life it never seems like I wasted glances
Man it's all a big game, that's why it doesn't mean a thing
That I get money and fame, it's all the same
if you call me Trademarc or if you know my real name
Marc Predka ain't attached to ego
He's a hero for the average people, a blessing
Who transcends the essence of a poet with a street flow
It's not lip service I don't speak to hear myself talk
And I don't wanna be a teacher; I'm grateful for all I've been taught
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جون سينا

"Chain Gang Is The Click"

[Chorus]
We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

[Verse 1 - John Cena]
Prepare for the worst we commin thunderin opposition wonderin how they get the drop on us we set up
and lock corners try to put a stop on us we react so quick the 5o couldn’t even call the cops on us
steady put the rocks on us but my chain stay still, still my name stay real spit the flame they feel I
no the game take skill that why the brains stay ill we bout to change the deal keep the champagne
chilled we sippin? With a molly rose yall belly meatin beef and nothing but bologna foes your phony
flows we stopping rise own the own the game yall is leasing with the option to buy your flight been
delayed kid you not gonna fly we got the army throw your hands to the sky this is chain gang bitch
don’t bother to check us yall don’t got to like us but you gon respect us motherfucker

[Chorus]
We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the troth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

[Verse 2 - tha Trademarc]
Listen baby im just tryin to eat it’s the same game that put chain gang in the street got goons with
a few hundred clips in the heat it’s the same sex violence and money diein to meat got game im a fan
its music move me I found writhing rhymes was soothing don’t lose me never let the truth allude me the
skills I respect I expect u dolly some got gifts man but reflect it crudely that why I keep it real
like rejected movies what now and no what was or would be only sing along if you understood me the
seen hip hop dawg aint were it could be trademark will take yall right where it should be you actors
that’s where it stops you stars on stage yall adecrative props what now

[Chorus]
We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

[Verse 3 - tha Trademarc & John Cena]
Look man my voice cristen in beats your vision see ripples on concrete for glisten heat whenever I
speak I walk streets? Trademarc john cena Freddie fox and rup corrupt mob the chain gang spittin the
same slang let the iron go bang bang and came man let the church bells ring ring to all yall coppin
the lot let it hang hang

[John Cena]
Yall think we lucky that aint nothen new to me cause luck is preparation lockin heads with
opportunity so far I just had to listen and learn play my position and earn with the vision and burn
now the shit is all turned and im reppin for pride where im from you either step up or step aside want
some get some stop drop and parral chain gang run this bitch lock stock and barrel

[Chorus]
We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

We fight together we ride together right now we loud together chain gang is the click its trade mark
the truth it’s a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters

We fight together we ride together right now we gon to get loud together chain gang is the click
click click click

جون سينا و جذي خلصت البوم جون سينا

"If It All Ended Tomorrow"

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out, Ain't No More You Can Borrow
So Many Paths, which one you gonna follow?
What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out, Ain't No More You Can Borrow
So Many Paths, which one you gonna follow?
What Would You Do, What Would You Do?

Uh, this is how it go down
I have the black-pound-silence so it don't make sound
I pile a 150 outta town, aint nobody around
Im in the back seat breakin it down
My love has been a past week dawg lately I found
Our press made us turn the radio down
But God bless now they talkin bout layin me down
Now they on about shovels in the weight of the ground
What now?
Preachin on the way that they handle thing
Waitin' patiently to do the 6-foot Same Thing
Now, so I take a second look at my life
I made too many mistakes that I just couldnt make right
Should've been more focused than I take things light
When I'm gone this is what ya'll will say I was like
American fool, no not that baddest or cool
Just a big fish caught up in the shallowish pool
Not a big name playa, in fact its true
Never wanted this shit without the kats he knew
He got lucky rode the co-tails of everyones fame
In two weeks aint nobody gon' rememba his name
Fuck It
I'm ready to go, I done made records
Made monetary often that flow
More importantly though, I proved everyone wrong
Its all over regardless what you say when Im gone
What now?

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out, Ain't No More You Can Borrow
So Many Paths, which one you gonna follow?
What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out, Ain't No More You Can Borrow
So Many Paths, which one you gonna follow?
What Would You Do, What Would You Do?

I want ya'll to feel the wound, its the truth in my words
I been quiet for too long, the truth should be heard
It was a while back, 10:20 in the morn'
Kat should up on my lawn in the rug-ed uniform
Unexpected, theres a knock on my door
I met this fool in the club, I don' see him before
Open to great him, but the second he sees me
His eyes buckle, his voice is uneasy
But it's cool, I didn't even catch it at first
I check his shoulder, homie's rockin a purse
Now I know something's tricky, but I'm already sittin down
Homie pipes up, you should hear what he's spittin out
Says I've been sleepin wit his wifey
And he ain't the type of kat to take that shit lightly
I made a move and he told me homie wait
Reached in his purse pulled a chrome 38
He asked me if I'm ready to die
Said he was gonna pull my brains all over the sky
Said he was leavin the country, and he was straight with the passports
Cocked the hammer, I'm thinkin my last thoughts
I'm in a bad way, nothin could save this.
I close my eyes hopin it's painless
Just waitin for the sound, ready to swallow too
But homie havin trouble with his follow through
By a miracle, I avoid the chalk ground
Homie's confused, he just wanna be talked down
His wife is sleepin through town and he knew it
Picked me outta the crowd but couldn't do it
Just lost it, and as he's walkin away
I realize life is short so I'm markin the day
Now it's full speed ahead, I'll rest when I'm dead
And I could give a Fuck what the next man said
I live how I wanna live
Buy what I wanna buy
Do what I wanna do
Try What I wanna try
Fear nothin, take chances
Not afraid to fail, always makin advances
So when I ride on the Grim Reaper Highway
No regrets bitch, I did it my way
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out, Ain't No More You Can Borrow
So Many Paths, which one you gonna follow?
What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out, Ain't No More You Can Borrow
So Many Paths, which one you gonna follow?
What Would You Do, What Would You Do?

كلمات البوم seether

"Because Of Me"

Here she comes again
She's feeling like she's already won
I believe it's gonna end again, all for naught
My philosophy is things are just as wrong as they seem
I believe it's gonna end this way, atrocity
Do you believe in love
Like I believe in pain
Nobody died for you, somebody pray for me

When you see me cut me down
And I will force it underground
There's no one left to hurt but me
And it's because of me, right?

There he walks away
He's feeling like he's having them on
I believe he's gonna bend again
And all for naught
My philosophy is things are just as wrong as they seem
I've gotta get you off of me, it's such an oddity
Do you believe in love
Like I believe in pain
Nobody died for you
Someone pray for me
I want to see you suffer
Suffer
__________________
"Remedy"

Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me
And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore you see
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you
My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear
If you want me hold me back

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away
So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure
I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here
If you want me hold me back

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

Hold your eyes closed, take me in
Hold your eyes closed, take me in

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me
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"Truth"

If I gave you the truth, would it keep you alive?
Though I'm closer to wrong
I'm no further from right
And now I'm convinced on the inside that something's wrong with me
Convinced on the inside, you're so much more than me, yeah
No there's nothing you say that can salvage the lie
But I'm trying to keep my intentions disguised
And now I'm deprived of my conscience and something's got to give
Deprived of my conscience
This all belongs to me, yeah

I'm beaten down again, I belong to them
Beaten down again, I've failed you
I'm weaker now my friend, I belong to them
Beaten down again, I've failed you

The deception you show is your own parasite
Just a word of advice you can heed if you like
And now I'm convinced on the inside that something's wrong with me
Convincd on the inside you're so much more than me, yeah
I'm beaten down

"The Gift"

Hold me now I need to feel relief
Like I never wanted anything
I suppose I'll let this go and find a reason I'll hold on to
I'm so ashamed of defeat
And I'm out of reason to believe in me
I'm out of trying to get by

I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so ashamed of the lie I'm living
Right on the wrong side of it all

I can't face myself when I wake up
And look inside a mirror
I'm so ashamed of that thing
I suppose I'll let it go
Untill I have something more to say for me
I'm so afraid of defeat
And I'm out of reason to believe in me
I'm out of trying to defy

I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so ashamed of the lie I'm living
Right on the wrong side of it all

Hold me now I need to feel complete
Like I matter to the one I need

I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so ashamed of the lie I'm living
Right on the wrong side of it all

Now I'm ashamed of this
I am so ashamed of this
Now I'm so ashamed of this
I am so ashamed of me
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"Burrito"

Try to hide myself
Give this to someone else
My hands are stained with scum
Wish I could wash it away
You keep taking, taking away
And keep breaking, breaking, break

I can't believe in yesterday
I feel you coming in
I can't just stand by and watch you
Save yourself as you fall from grace
When you come around, I won't be your sympathy

The worst is over now
You said it anyhow
My life in monochrome
Wish I could regain control
You keep taking, taking away
I keep faking, faking, fake

Find me, feel me fill me, then cut me up again
Find me, feel me the cut me up

HATE
ME
HATE
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"Given"

Trust all the things
I tell you are true
Dress up in your best
So I can be proud of you
And never believe I won't turn on you
And never believe I do this for you...

You're leading me on again
And I find it yeah I like it
And I'm reeling in awe for sure
Now I know it was given to me
Given to me, given to me...

How I wish I could be rid of the ennui
Make you regret and make you afraid of me
And never believe I do this for me
And never believe I'll do this gently
Can't believe in broken promises
And render conscious all of me
I'll tell you it's all for you
Then deny it

"Never Leave"

Will I fall again into dismay?
Will I be ashamed of crying?
And I know it's never been the way that I described
But I am afraid of trying
She's the one who keeps me all excited
She keeps me begging for more
She's the one who deems me uninvited
Now it's over

Never leave me, and don't deceive me
I'll keep on crawling my friend
Never tease me and don't leave me here
It's all the same in the end

Now I find that I am weaker fare
That I am ashamed of lying
And I know things never feel the way that's right inside
And I am afraid of dying
'Cause you're the one who keeps me all excited
You keep me begging for more
You're the one who keeps me uninvited
Now it's over
Never leave me, and don't deceive me
I'll keep on crawling my friend
It's only a symbol you're got me falling away
And I am afraid
Take back what I said
It's all the same in the end
It's all the same in the end
It's all the same in the end
It's only a symbol
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"World Falls Away"

Must be something they're hiding
Must be reasons that no one will dare to tell
Must be something inside me
But I don't think so anymore
It's hurting again now
And I don't need friends when I have foes like you
It's hurting again now
It's killing me to be here all alone
Go away it's all the same
There's more for me

As the world falls away, and I can't find a reason
As the world turns to grey
It's killing me unwillingly and I am just the same as you

Must be something confided
Must be someway to feel the pain and heal again
Pain and pleasure, inviting
I don't think so anymore
It's hurting again now
And I don't need pills
When I have drugs like you
It's hurting again now
It's killing me to be here all alone
Go away
It's all the same
There's more for me
I'm just like you, just not a fool
I'm just like you
Shut up
--------------------------------
"Tongue"

Well the tongue inside my mouth is not for sale
Any spirit left in me is fading fast
Could you throw another stone to ease my pain?
Could you throw another stone to seal my fate?
'Cause I didn't believe in this world anymore, anymore
I don't believe in me

And if I can rise above this I'll be saved
Can anybody save me?
And if I can die for love, then I'm enslaved
Can anybody save me?

Second chances are too few and far between
Will to change this circumstance eludes me still
Should I grow another shell in which to live?
Should I grow another shell and not forgive?
'Cause I don't believe in this world anymore, anymore
I don't believe in me
Goodbye cruel world
Goodbye cruel world
Goodbye cruel world at last you se me drown
Goodbye cruel world

"I'm The One"

Here she's coming and she's drunk again
She's only seventeen
Her daddy said "well that's enough of that come be my little queen"
And now he's touching her wrong again
He's gonna give her disease
He never wanted it anyway
He only does as he please

Won't you tell her that I said I'm the one
I couldn't hurt her like everyone
And tell her that I said I'm the one
And I don't deserve her

Here he's coming and he's drunk again
He's on amphetamines
Scratch his nails down the other leg
'Cause you're my little queen
And now he's touching her wrong again
She's only trying to get by
He never wanted it anyway
He never soils the child

Won't you tell her that I said I'm the one
I couldn't hurt her like everyone
And tell her that I said I'm the one
And I don't deserve her
We're coming for you
You
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"Simplest Mistake"

Watch it blow my mind
It's something I am ill-prepared to remedy
But let it slow the time
It takes to die and close your eyes to your enemy
Defy!
Self-made millionaires won't take ideas
>From all the little plebeians just suffocate with smiles
And force fed lies
And close your mind to reality
Deny

It feels like I'm losing again
When I've lost everything
I'm sure I will see more clearly
Lose what I'm feeling to them
And not feeling anything
I'm sure I will bleed sincerely
Tonight!

So you make the simplest mistake
So you make the simplest mistake
And fearlessly you deny your involvement in my demise
But give me your open hand
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"Diseased"

Leave your mark under my skin
Oh my how strong you are
And feast your eyes on my disdain
And hope this one won't scar

I will never belong to you, again
I will never belong to you,
Push if you still need my pain
Cause I will never tell
And scream if you still hate my name
Cause I'll be where I fell

Come sit close to me,
Let me feel your breath
Come sit close to me
Hands around my neck
Come sit close to me,
Let me feel your breath
Come sit close to me, close to me, yeah

I will never belong to you, again
I will never belong to you

If I decide that I am alive
Than I'm diseased and ungrateful
And if I confide that I am a liar
Than I'm diseased and ungrateful
Push in 'til it breaks, if it bleeds then I'll be okay

If I decide that I am alive
Than I'm diseased and ungrateful
And if I confide that I am a liar
Than I am alive and I'm diseased and ungrateful
If I decide that I am alive
Than I'm diseased and ungrateful
If I confide that I am a liar
Than I am alive and I'm diseased and ungrateful

Come sit close to me
Come sit close to me
Come sit close to me
Come sit close to me
__________________

"Plastic Man"

I am a plastic man, wish I can be the one you could be proud of.
I'm losin heart again, wish I could show you what you think I'm made of.
Someday I know I'll find my place, someday I know this pain will fade.

I am a perfect sell, just wrap me up with a bow and flowers.
I will neglect to tell, I'll sell your story that we love each other.
Someday I know I'll find my place, someday I know this pain will fade.
Someday I know I'll find my place, someday I'll sing my last refrain.

Why don't let me be, and I'll pretend I'm well.
Cuz you're blind to see, and I'm too tired to tell.
And in your apathy, your head begins to swell.
Another tradegy, but you're too cold to feel.

Someday I know I'll find my place, someday I know this pain will fade.
Someday I know I'll find my place, someday I'll sing my last refrain

Chirs Benoit

Whatever

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There's no holding me back,
I'm not driven by fear, I'm just driven by anger.
And you're under attack,
I'm just climbing up slowly, I'm the one and only, I...

The tease, the ways you lie,
Stumble in your mind.
The fear, the hope inside,
They hit here.

But whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.
Whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.

There's no holding me back,
I'm not driven by fear, I'm just driven by anger.
And you're under attack,
I'm just climbing up slowly, I'm the one and only, I...

The tease, the ways you lie,
Stumble in your mind.
The fear, the hope inside,
They hit here.

But whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.
Whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.
But whatever you need, ever you got...

But whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.
Whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.
But whatever you need, ever you got, ever you want,
I’ll take it back again.
But whatever you need, ever you got...

Whatever you...
Whatever you want.
Whatever you...
Whatever you want.

----------------------------------------------------
Rey Mysterio

Crossing Borders

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Life is hard man la vida es dura
Gotta believe in yourself sin duda
No es chiste, es mi cultura
Si yo puedo con alma pura
Rey Misterio con mensaje serio
De su television straight to your stereo
Cada persona tiene suenos in order to
Move ahead you gotta cross the border
They must have thought I was just a little mocoso
And like a clown they call me pavoso
Mira, yo soy misterioso
Un Mexicano con talento rabioso
Puedo hacer cosas you can't believe
Tu no sabes what I have up my sleeve
De verdad yo se los disenos
Para realizar mis suenos
Tengo la cualidad de oro
Y muevo con la fuerza de toro
De la costa oeste con poder de mente
Represento San Diego y Tijuana de frente

I was born in Califas soy Americano
Pero mi vida es cien porciento Mexicano
I remember my school days back in San Diego
When I told them my dreams me dijeron que no puedo
I had to believe crei en mi mismo
To cross all kinds of borders estaba listo
They would say "hey Rey" tu eres pequeno
(Ellos pensaron que yo era muy pequeno)
But I knew I could do it porque era mi sueno
- - I love for Tijuana for San Diego
Pero, I had to go say hasta luego
To show my skill a mi gente mi raza
Nowadays everybody knows my name que pasa

Rey Mysterio

(619)

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Who's that jumpin' out the sky
R-E-Y Mysterio
Here we go
When the mask out
The girls they pass out
The boys just black out
Better tap out

Go!
Off the top ropes
Look out below
The next thing ya' know
You'll be on the flo'
Watcha' gonna do
When your on your back
From my main body slam
Aww damn your whack

Your like "What the Heck,
all of a sudden this dude's sittin' on my neck!
Where's the ref?!"

Straight from the WWE
Know how much trouble you see
When you face the man of mystery

Flippin' and spinnn' and doin' it fast
You can't remove the mask
Why?
'Cause he's kickin' your ass

C'mon!
Who's that jumpin' out the sky?
R-E-Y Mysterio
Here we go
When the mask out
The girls they pass out
The boys just black out
Better tap out

Yeah
Who's that jumpin' out the sky
R-E-Y Mysterio
Here we go
When the mask out
The girls they pass out
The boys just black out
Better tap out

Mr. Mysterio is serious and delirious
And everybody's curious
Wanna know where he's from
Ya' know who is he
Don't know a damn thing
But he gets busy
The entertainer and your now on the stage
And it doesn't matter if your in the ring
Or trapped in a cage
What he looks like you all dyin' to see
But guess what
Looks like a winner to me

C'mon
Who's that jumpin' out the sky
R-E-Y Mysterio
Here we go
When the mask out
The girls they pass out
The boys just black out
Better tap out

Who's that jumpin' out the sky
R-E-Y Mysterio
Here we go
When the mask out
The girls they pass out
The boys just black out
Better tap out

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Now get the guns, the drugs, From my generation.
I'll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
And it's the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.
They're messin' with me, Come on, come on, come on.
Let's get it on!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Now get the guns, the drugs, from my generation.
I'll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
And it's the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.
They're messin' with me, Come on, come on, come on.
Let's get it on!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Forget the lies, the money, we're in this together.
And through it all, they said nothing's forever.
And they refuse to see the change in me,
Why won't they wake up? Come on, come on, come on.
Let's get it on!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Move to the music.
Move it to the music, yeah.
Move to my music.
Live through the music yeah.

(Test, test, test, test)
Move to the music.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move it to the music, yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move to my music.
(Test, test, test, test)
Live through the music yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

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