nhạc của wwe superstar đây !

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 TAN

[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

nhạc của 619 :
lyric :
Booyaka. Booyaka.... 6-1-9.
Booyaka. Booyaka.... That's my pueblo.

Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
What you gon' do when we come for you?

Ya llego el Rey Mysterio.
El vato cabron de San Diego.
Flash up on the scene like a brown crusader.
Blowing up screens like Space Invaders.
Too much damage for one to manage.
Going 51:50 speaking Spanglish.
Aste a un lado estoy pesado.
Vivo la vida peleando pecado.
Altom me duele la alma.
Y deje mi cartera en Tijuana.
El soldado enmascarado te cuidado.
Paisa paisa, estas pasado.

Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
What you gon' do when we come for you?

And we the Southtown generals, Diego Don originals.
Hitman for hire, made wiseguys untouchable.
Border bandits, running the streets and the canvas.
We live and direct, no reruns, that's what's happening.
Blow up the mannequin, better go ask your friends again.
Terror in their eyes when they tell you "Here comes the mask again."
No time for talkin, dig the whole for the coffin.
It's no mystery Rey that he's a dead man walkin.
(El dia de los muertos) Say a prayer for the livin.
Ask God to take my soul in case I go unforgiven.
(One shot) Two kills, you don't believe me now you will.
And that's the realest deal homey since Jesus' last meal.

Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
What you gon' do when we come for you?

Mira mira, watcha watcha.
Cuidado con los celos porque matan.
Booyaka booyaka, el reggaeton.
Me moda no Mysterio esta cabron.
One, two, three. 6-1-9 down with P.O.D.
Como la ves.
Facil como uno, dos, tres.
Mr. DJ, play that rola otra vez.
And watch how my people go off.
Under the wooden cross, who's the boss?
Nadie brinca, y tienta cielo.
Con mi vos aquí yo el cielo.
I walk through, los siente, they're mi gente.
Truena fuerte, como cuente.
That's just life in the 6-1-9.
So hey DJ hit me one more time.

Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey)
What you gon' do when we come for you?