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John Cena On . . .

["Basic Thuganomics" by John Cena is Heard Around the Arena. . .]

[Audience Boos]

Yo, yo, yo. . . kill the beat 'cuz y'all are listenin' to the next WWE Champion.

["Basic Thuganomics" by John Cena is Cut Off]

Yo, the list of legends that held the title, now include me, bro. . .
I'll be a better champion than Bruno Sammartino.
This is thuganomics, I got opponents home in crutches. . .
I'm Iron like The Sheik, I got you in my Camel Clutches.
I lost my mind like Mankind pullin' socks from his ass crack. . .
I'm straight, you're Dude Love, so get off the Cactus Jack.
I take your varsity letters and medals, I'll leave you mangled and hurt. . .
I'm attacking from all Angles, you be callin' me Kurt.
And I'm wearin' this Jankees Jersey 'cuz Massachusetts makes me sick . . .
Yo, you don't like what I'm sayin'? Well you can suck my . . . . . . . .

The Time Is Now!
John Cena & Tha Trademarc

Your time is up, my time is now! You can't see me, my time is now! It's the franchise, world shinin' now! You can't see me, my time is now!

John Cena:
In case you forgot, I'm still off, I'm still hot. Knock your shell off. My money's stacked fat plus I can't turn the swell off. The franchise doin' big bidness, I live this. It's automatic, I win this, so 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 Lightnin'. Ain't no way you breakin' in kid. I'm harder than nails, plus I keep it all locked like I'm part of the jail. We slaughter and stale, competition. . . I got the whole block wishin' they could run with my division but they gone fishin'. . . with no bait. Keeps your boy whole wait, 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'll drop your whole clan, lay yo ass down for the three second tan.

[repeat chorus]

Tha Trademarc:
Yea, uh. . . It's gon' be what it's gon' be. Five pounds of courage buddy, base ten pants with a gold tee. Uh, it's a war so there a victory step. A boss dances and get 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. Even guns and all your photos, that's a no-no. In this pop, your lip-lock, your big tocks a blatant no show. See what happens when the ice age melts, The sea monetary status is not what matters, but it helps. I rock a time, piece 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 twenty-plus years seeking knowledge itself, so for now, Marc Predka's livin' life for wealth.

[repeat chorus x2]