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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 5:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 6:45 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 2:10 pm
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Superstar: Psycho Kid song: make it loud artist: John Cena John Cena at a live show It's the joint baby, GOTTA MAKE IT LOUD crowd cheers SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD more cheering
Tazz That's noise!
chorus 2X: John Cena It's the joint baby, gotta make it loud Get the point yo you gotat make it loud Everybody in the club make it loud SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD
John Cena Yeah, yeah We came to kick the door down, it's time to hit the floor now Yo... we got some s**t in store now So; clap your hands while we let the sax blow Not quite crispy green, but we came to stack dough We ain't maxed yo, we just try and get this money right Bills made of Spandex, I still keep my money tight Never stoppin, all I see is the money like the kid on the mic is too +Raw+ for your Monday night If you got in free, or your ******** cover's paid Bounce to this ******** like you was some Rubbermaid This ain't that Cristal sippin type s**t It's that bottle breakin, startin riot type s**t So jump up and down 'til ya break the floor Yo we keep it underground like a basement tour East coast reppin, stretchin out to L.A. Not double oh seven but we +Die Another Day+, what
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Tha Trademarc I tear up any track, front to back Like Roy Jones takin on fifty year-old cats makin comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft s**t like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin that It's all love maybe if you wanna rub baby Anything but that, step back lady Trademarc, John Cena, clubbin it up We got Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that I see through haters games, don't mistake that I still got love if you buyin our s**t If you claim you hatin us, but you ridin our dicks Everybody hear the name, Marc Predka It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I never left ya All y'all raise your glass to this s**t Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits
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John Cena We steal your top spot, and you not gettin your number back Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em comin back Tough to bring down like an overweight runningback Yeah - and we blaze 'em baby Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin baby Yo we tear up any crew, leave a ******** worn Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn
Tha Trademarc I move a crowd like a bomb scare Grab the mic when we hittin it right, if you want fear Some say Trademarc, he ain't all there We old school like when Sonny, was on Cher Take it back like a Richard Pyror 8-track And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax Man please, we want platinum plaques I want cream, green, cheddar cheese, to grab in stacks
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scratching Trademarc to fade "Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up" "That's that s**t!"
crowd chanting "Ce-na, Ce-na, Ce-na" [at the end]
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 12:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 5:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 8:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 6:49 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 12:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 12:53 am
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First post in this thread in quite a while, but who cares! xd
Superstar: Dauth Title: Generation Swine Artist: Motley Crue
I don't care now what I do 'cause I am just a fool like you Get my way now everyday, I take all I can get just like you
Just like you...
Back in your face, such a disgrace We're the generation swine A rat race from outer-space, Gonna blow your mind Gotta getaway, Gotta getaway Aggravation Gotta blow my brains, Gotta blow my brains We're the generation
I want more, It's not enough, We get our thrills Right from this stuff So my mind's a sewage sump, It's smelling bad and out of luck
Just like you...
Back in ya face, Such a disgrace We're the generation swine gimme no lip, here comes my fist I don't need it this time Gettin' blown away, Gettin' thrown away Degeneration This here song's for you, the doomed Welcome my fools to the planet Boom Thinkin' that I'll grab my space gun leave this place right now for the zoom
I don't care now what I do 'cause I am just a fool like you Get my way now everyday, I take all I can get just like you
Gimme some space, Get outta my face, We're the generation swine Don't need your lip, Your ignorance We're the generation Always on a run, Always on a run New sensation Wanna go insane, Gonna go insane
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 5:06 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 2:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 8:01 pm
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Superstar: Justin Amaze Theme Song: Amazing Artist: Kanye West
It's amazing, I'm the reason Everybody fired up this evening I'm exhausted, barely breathing Holding on to what I believe in
No matter what you'll never take that from me My reign is as far as your eyes can see
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin' (Let's go)
I'm a monster, I'm a killer I know I'm wrong, yeah I'm a problem that'll never ever be solved
And no matter what you'll never take that from me My reign is as far as your eyes can see
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin' (Let's go)
I'm a monster, I'm a maven I know this world is changin' Never gave in, never gave up I'm the only thing I'm afraid of
No matter what you'll never take that from me My reign is as far as your eyes can see
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin'
I'm amazin', yeah, I'm all that If I ain't on my grind then what you call that? Victorious, yeah, we warriors We make history, strive off victory
Standing at my podium I'm trying watch my sodium Die high blood pressure You even let the Feds getcha
I'm amazin', born on the full moon I was bred to get it in, no spoon That's why I'm so goose, summer time, no juice Big family, small house, no rooms
They like, oh God, why you go so hard? Look what he's been through He deserves an applause
So amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin'
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