[Verse 1:]
Yo, I asked hip hop for a simple MC
They said they'd send me 2; Fabolous and Jay-Z
But these gangsters didn't wanna come up and be on TV
I'ma tell all of y'all why they wouldn't battle with me
[As Jay-Z:]
Yo man, it's Jay-Z man
I'm fully focused, Rocafella man
I've got my girlfriend man
I don't need to come to Seattle, I'm the king of New York
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Rocafella
[As John Cena:]
Okay then Bonnie, where the hell is Clyde at?
He ducked me like a b**h for a little battle rap
What you want me to do man, call out your fiancé?
I'd have better competition battle rapping with Beyonce
He's the king of New York, I'm a kid from the cellar
Only way he stays hard is by rocking another fella
Sorry that I didn't have that much time to diss you
I'm focused on Fabolous, he's my real issue
[Verse 2:]
Dude, you need to stick to doing Reebok commercials
He showed up and tapped out after hearing me in rehearsal
They didn't arrest you for your guns, it's because your raps s**
Cops charged him with illegally possessing two nuts
Trade your throwback shirts for a skirt, you little whiner
And hike up your skirt, I can see your man-gina
You wanna black ball me? Well at least I got a ba**sack
If they lived at the s**m bank, they couldn't get their cum back
They talk about their ice, and all the girls loving you
The only Bush he's seen is by watching George W
I'm a main event player, these fools is in the background
I take over you, and then I take over Smackdown
They could do a show in their living room and still not sell out
This is the WWE, get the F out
Yo, it's John Cena
Thuganomics hot as hell
He's just a bad idea, like the XFL
I main event Wrestlemania 20
You see me, you out of luck
You don't like what I'm saying?
Well I just don't give a