[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