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المصارع :Trible H
اسم الاغنيه : The Game

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

Its all about the game, and how you play it
All about controll, and if you can take it

All about your debt, and if you can payit

Its all about pain and whos gonna make it...

I am the game, you dont wanna play me

I am control, no way you can change me

I am 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 figue out what my moves gonna be
Come on over sucker why dont you ask me
Dont you forget theres a price you can pay

''cause i am the game and i want you play!

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

Its all about the game, and how you play it
Its all about control, and if you can take it
Its all about your debt, and if you can pay it
Its all about the pain and who's gonna make it...
I am the game, you dont wanna play me
I am control, no way you can change me
I am heavy debts, no way you can pay me
I am your pain,and I know you cant take me!
Play the game your gonna be the same,
Your gonna change your name,
Your gonna die in flames!
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Time to play the game!

Its time to play the game..
" "
" "
Ha, ha, ha, ha

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

اسم الاغنيه : The King Of Kings

Behold the King, the King of Kings.
On your knees dog. All hail.

Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.

The King grinned red as he walked from the blaze,
Where the traitor lost both his name and his face.
Through the halls and the corridors stinging in blood,
He tasted his grin and it tasted good.
The King took his head. Left him broken and dead.

Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.

The King left none living, none able to tell.
The King took their heads and he sent them to hell.
Their screams echoed loud in the place of their death.
Ripped open they died. With their final breath.

They hailed the King, the King of Kings.

Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.

Into the dirt, his will be done.
Now feel your fear, there can be only one.

Bow down, bow down, bow down, bow down, bow down to the ...
Bow down, bow down to the King.
Bow down, bow down, bow down, bow down!

The King is here, now feel your fear.
The King of Kings.

All hail, all hail the King.
On your knees, on your knees for the King.
The King of Kings ...... There's Only one

اسم الاغنيه : My Time

One two,
this on?

Hah
Yo Jimmy, hit me with that Triple H (ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Yeah, you let that music keep playin', Mr. Dunn

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

Not gonna listen to anybody
Tell me who and what to be
Not tryin' to be like anybody
Tired of playin make believe

Cause I lead the blind
And the blind lead the blind
My time!Our time!My time is time
My time!Our time!My time!

We're not lookin' back, we've had enough
You don't know what trouble is
With The games, politics, sissy toughs one time
All these fools, stupid rules (Yo, I've had enough of this)

All your stupid rules!
Yo, you keep your finger off the switch, Dunn
All your stupid rules!

Don't you understand your own dillusion? (All your stupid rules!)
Or don't you understand your own confusion? (All your stupid rules!)
Make up a fanstasy in your little mind
Follow the leader, let the blind lead the blind (All your stupid rules!)
Follow the leader, let the blind lead the blind

Yeah... yeah...
Yo, the years went by, lived your lies
The marks, the suits, McMahon
Give us a show, we'll give ya nothin'
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...
And then the truth will set you free!

Heh
Yo, Dunn, keep your finger off the switch

It's our time
It's our time(I've had enough of this)
It's our time!(I've had enough of this)
Yo, I've had enough of this
Who, who's sleepin' 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, lived your lies
The marks, the suits, McMahon
Give us the show, we'll give ya nothin'
The smart one, the responsible one, the easy one, the mellow one
Well it's our time
It's our time(You will know)
It's our time(You will find out...)
It's our time!(...what trouble is)

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

Yo, tell me somethin'
Who's sleepin' with who?
Huh?
Does anybody know who's sleepin' with who? (I can't here ya)


المصارع : John Cena
اسم الاغنيه : My Time Is Now

Chorus: John Cena]
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 TAP

[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

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

اسم الاغنيه : Untouchables

John Cena]
The untouchable cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent type
My violence bites tight like it was vampire's teeth
I'm hammerin chief, opponents with beef, you're put to sleep
My radical brain, will run your terrain, I'm comin again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin, there's no numbin the pain
Warpin your frame to convex with ill techs
Still flex, kill specs on cassette decks
Mic checks, and tight reps, collect all live bets
We'll see how bright the lights get
The illest attack, I fight with artillery Jack
And physically smack them verbally humble
You stumble and fumble, so I gain posession
Music moves in cycles, natural progression
Thugonomics lesson is taught when records are bought
Analyzed for lies and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas make scrilla if the market's correct
All you need is a hook, and a hand to collect
Lack cred but respect MC's before me
Don't blast the back heat but the streets, can't ignore me
Hands nice, I rock your wigpiece, leave your hard rep soft
Just like when Miami left the Big East..

[Chorus *scratched*]
Bust that
Y'all know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the mainstream

[Trademark]
I calculate between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene decides that, Trademark
designed raps through divine contact
The synpase to climb a syntax error/era, define clever
We find Trademark's photo ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of federal banks
You lost your focus of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say (****) that meant somethin
The mainstream remained clean
Then the corporate industry became the same dream
And I leaned back below the scene
Mappin out the future warfare schemes
To sweep through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the populars can listen
Not the caste system
The last talented cats that lost they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on mixtapes that never sell
Cause executives and marketing schemes
Designed rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail
I know the veterans can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is timid
I want hard beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy it's livid
I want it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the poet laureate
Through the duction of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 iller {?} to beat in

[Chorus]


اسم الاغنيه : Word Life

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

[Chorus: 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: uncredited guest]
You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts
The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, like blot tests
Sponsored ***, 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 {?} in the summer heat
Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the first time
Yo' best {****} 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

[Chorus]



المصارع : Batista
اسم الاغنيه : I Walk Alone

Yeah!
I walk for miles inside this pit of danger.
A place where no one follows me, I walk alone.

I'm sick of all these people talkin' out their heads.
I've never understood a damn thing that they said.
From words to actions never knowing what they're about.
I guess I'll have to chew them up and spit them out.

And I'll say.

I walk for miles inside this pit of danger.
A place where no one follows me, I walk alone.

Huh!


And I'll say!



I walked for miles inside this pit of danger.
I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger.
The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders.
A place where no one follows me I walk alone.

Yeah!

I walk alone.

Oh Yeah!

Yeah!

I walked for miles inside this pit of danger.
I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger.
The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders.
A place where no one follows me I walk alone.

I walk alone. Yeah!

أسراحه أنتظرونى

يلا نبتدى بـــــ:
المصارع :Trible H
اسم الاغنيه : The Game

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

Its all about the game, and how you play it
All about controll, and if you can take it

All about your debt, and if you can payit

Its all about pain and whos gonna make it...

I am the game, you dont wanna play me

I am control, no way you can change me

I am 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 figue out what my moves gonna be
Come on over sucker why dont you ask me
Dont you forget theres a price you can pay

''cause i am the game and i want you play!

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

Its all about the game, and how you play it
Its all about control, and if you can take it
Its all about your debt, and if you can pay it
Its all about the pain and who's gonna make it...
I am the game, you dont wanna play me
I am control, no way you can change me
I am heavy debts, no way you can pay me
I am your pain,and I know you cant take me!
Play the game your gonna be the same,
Your gonna change your name,
Your gonna die in flames!
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Time to play the game!

Its time to play the game..
" "
" "
Ha, ha, ha, ha

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

اسم الاغنيه : The King Of Kings

Behold the King, the King of Kings.
On your knees dog. All hail.

Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.

The King grinned red as he walked from the blaze,
Where the traitor lost both his name and his face.
Through the halls and the corridors stinging in blood,
He tasted his grin and it tasted good.
The King took his head. Left him broken and dead.

Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.

The King left none living, none able to tell.
The King took their heads and he sent them to hell.
Their screams echoed loud in the place of their death.
Ripped open they died. With their final breath.

They hailed the King, the King of Kings.

Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.

Into the dirt, his will be done.
Now feel your fear, there can be only one.

Bow down, bow down, bow down, bow down, bow down to the ...
Bow down, bow down to the King.
Bow down, bow down, bow down, bow down!

The King is here, now feel your fear.
The King of Kings.

All hail, all hail the King.
On your knees, on your knees for the King.
The King of Kings ...... There's Only one

اسم الاغنيه : My Time

One two,
this on?

Hah
Yo Jimmy, hit me with that Triple H (ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Yeah, you let that music keep playin', Mr. Dunn

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

Not gonna listen to anybody
Tell me who and what to be
Not tryin' to be like anybody
Tired of playin make believe

Cause I lead the blind
And the blind lead the blind
My time!Our time!My time is time
My time!Our time!My time!

We're not lookin' back, we've had enough
You don't know what trouble is
With The games, politics, sissy toughs one time
All these fools, stupid rules (Yo, I've had enough of this)

All your stupid rules!
Yo, you keep your finger off the switch, Dunn
All your stupid rules!

Don't you understand your own dillusion? (All your stupid rules!)
Or don't you understand your own confusion? (All your stupid rules!)
Make up a fanstasy in your little mind
Follow the leader, let the blind lead the blind (All your stupid rules!)
Follow the leader, let the blind lead the blind

Yeah... yeah...
Yo, the years went by, lived your lies
The marks, the suits, McMahon
Give us a show, we'll give ya nothin'
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...
And then the truth will set you free!

Heh
Yo, Dunn, keep your finger off the switch

It's our time
It's our time(I've had enough of this)
It's our time!(I've had enough of this)
Yo, I've had enough of this
Who, who's sleepin' 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, lived your lies
The marks, the suits, McMahon
Give us the show, we'll give ya nothin'
The smart one, the responsible one, the easy one, the mellow one
Well it's our time
It's our time(You will know)
It's our time(You will find out...)
It's our time!(...what trouble is)

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

Yo, tell me somethin'
Who's sleepin' with who?
Huh?
Does anybody know who's sleepin' with who? (I can't here ya)


المصارع : John Cena
اسم الاغنيه : My Time Is Now

Chorus: John Cena]
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 TAP

[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

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

اسم الاغنيه : Untouchables

John Cena]
The untouchable cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent type
My violence bites tight like it was vampire's teeth
I'm hammerin chief, opponents with beef, you're put to sleep
My radical brain, will run your terrain, I'm comin again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin, there's no numbin the pain
Warpin your frame to convex with ill techs
Still flex, kill specs on cassette decks
Mic checks, and tight reps, collect all live bets
We'll see how bright the lights get
The illest attack, I fight with artillery Jack
And physically smack them verbally humble
You stumble and fumble, so I gain posession
Music moves in cycles, natural progression
Thugonomics lesson is taught when records are bought
Analyzed for lies and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas make scrilla if the market's correct
All you need is a hook, and a hand to collect
Lack cred but respect MC's before me
Don't blast the back heat but the streets, can't ignore me
Hands nice, I rock your wigpiece, leave your hard rep soft
Just like when Miami left the Big East..

[Chorus *scratched*]
Bust that
Y'all know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John Cena
Assassinate the mainstream

[Trademark]
I calculate between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene decides that, Trademark
designed raps through divine contact
The synpase to climb a syntax error/era, define clever
We find Trademark's photo ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of federal banks
You lost your focus of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say (****) that meant somethin
The mainstream remained clean
Then the corporate industry became the same dream
And I leaned back below the scene
Mappin out the future warfare schemes
To sweep through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the populars can listen
Not the caste system
The last talented cats that lost they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on mixtapes that never sell
Cause executives and marketing schemes
Designed rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail
I know the veterans can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is timid
I want hard beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy it's livid
I want it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the poet laureate
Through the duction of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 iller {?} to beat in

[Chorus]


اسم الاغنيه : Word Life

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

[Chorus: 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: uncredited guest]
You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts
The +Objects+ are +Foreign+, like blot tests
Sponsored ***, 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 {?} in the summer heat
Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the first time
Yo' best {****} 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

[Chorus]



المصارع : Batista
اسم الاغنيه : I Walk Alone

Yeah!
I walk for miles inside this pit of danger.
A place where no one follows me, I walk alone.

I'm sick of all these people talkin' out their heads.
I've never understood a damn thing that they said.
From words to actions never knowing what they're about.
I guess I'll have to chew them up and spit them out.

And I'll say.

I walk for miles inside this pit of danger.
A place where no one follows me, I walk alone.

Huh!


And I'll say!



I walked for miles inside this pit of danger.
I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger.
The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders.
A place where no one follows me I walk alone.

Yeah!

I walk alone.

Oh Yeah!

Yeah!

I walked for miles inside this pit of danger.
I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger.
The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders.
A place where no one follows me I walk alone.

I walk alone. Yeah!

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