JOHN CENA


12-19-2002 Lyrics

Yo yo everybody knows that we ninjas in the ancient art of thuganomics.
so you all better to learn to love it, because there's no replacing this.
the Buccaneers are queer, I'd rather cheer for the Patriots.
Face it, me and B2, we re-arrange ya
I'm half rapper, I'm half sports-entertainer.
You in danger, you from Tampa, I'm from Boston.
New law enforcement,
like the four horsemen.
Assortment, you need a cavalry to battle me.
I beat you down brutally.
and watch you die tragically.
I beat your dad's family.
I beat you moms.
your sister calls me leprechaun,
always after my lucky charms.
Physical storm.
prepare to throw down your keys.
We gone, but we'll be back,
just like bell bottom jeans.

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