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spoiler alert/ have you cena? [john cena diss] - copywrite lyrics

check check che*

[verse 1]
look this that i don’t give a f*ck music
so go ahead don’t give a f*ck to it poke a hole in the condom and f*ck to it (oh no!)
you get the message like a melly mel son
roll my pops ash with hash told you i smoke any l son
get it any “f*ck y’all!” y’all don’t it’s cool
i was in the 1st grade first time i skipped school
now i show up at shows with (?) blacks on in a dyslexic mood i gets the fool with a (?) mask on (nowadays)
up early gotta see my po sh*t
yesterday i was suppose to (your up!?) pose’ to po shi*
it’s just lil’ ol’ me
oh sh*t so tell me why john cena wanna thief my old st**z (?)
i got the news from a fan out the blue at first i think was the truth ’til he sent the youtube link as the proof
now i’m tryna think what to do
it’s two dudes in pink in the ring and sequins things on they boots tryna sing and be cute
look, i said that to esoteric back in 05′ i guess you thought i’d forget my lyrics jock mode blind you
mister get it on your own merit
bit it, it was so apparent
so bad with no swag when he did it i was so embarrassed
thoughts changing to his mic disguise (?) (let’s get ready to rumble!)
so many lines he bit b*tch i oughta itemize this sh*t
“i wasn’t built for the indie scene i was built for the wwe for smackdown live for the royal rumble for moments like right here, right now!”

[interlude]
i gotta level with homie
it ain’t that you ain’t on my level you it’s that you ain’t on the level below me

“so i’m gonna level with you homie. regardless of how good you think you are you not on my level you not even on the level below me” (what in the f*ck was that!) “my time is now!”

*here’s a spoiler alert!

[verse 2]
let me level with homie you could never dethrone me
any veteran know me
you never could clone me paper heavyweight homie like kevin (?)
any opponent we end if you want it
paper on his head he be dead in the morning
any enemy in any (?) get an animal with any (?)
(?) head exploding like kennedy (?)
friend of me no i don’t know (?) pedigree (?)
(?)
bow down to the great (?)
found out in a late (?)
i found out it was fake
lies what your marriage based on (lies)
what your rap career is based on
lies what your wrestling career is based on
finally saw it thank you based god
(?) on the lawn i don’t want no necklace to p*wn i came to collect from my songs
and i don’t expect a response or respect what you on
(?)
leave you in a buck standing in flip flops
making a pit stop (?) definite climb to make it in hip hop
(?) sparred and merked you
but i had to do a bit and hear this stupid b*tch (?)
(?) who fake thuggin’
(?)
right now john loves to play emcee
(?)
(?) i don’t actually know
(?)
crack his jaw like it was asher roth
(?)
(?) probably more fun to battle after all

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