Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ John Cena - What now ------------------------------------------ [20 second instrumental to open] [Chorus: female singer] I... will get by Touch the sky, time to fly, ītil we die [Tha Trademarc] For what itīs worth I see the purpose of life I see below the surface and the version that you know and hold is not right Hahaha, man I oughta just laugh The only darkness ahead of meīs the shadow I cast in my path (Whatīs that?) Thatīs the weight of my craft I breathe easy, and let my chest slowly contract And write rhymes to inform baby not to uplift If you wanna make it all, you gotta persist (yo put me on) Yeah, all that talkīs a waste Cause I can read a manīs thoughts by the way the lines cross his face Hold five, everything live And I vibe, ainīt nobody thought this day would arrive But I balance my talents with a hope and a drive And ride beats dog, thatīs where my focus derive And keep notepads and vocab, thatīs my guide And if I got legit beef, I donīt let it slide - what now [Chorus] [John Cena] My brain is impossible to thinkin philosophical Hustle in my blood, thatīs the only thing thatīs logical The only thing I gotta do to stay on or stay strong I ainīt stoppin ītil I own the field that yīall play on Desperado - eyes like a bird of prey Cold soldier - crack snap your vertebrae No heater - flow sweeter than Cohiba Cinnamon dip, spice ride in the cinnamon whip Quite wide on the benjamin clip Might slide but we ainīt gonna slip - no way If the meek shall inherit the earth, guess what? Yīall get the globe if they measure in, lyrical worth Trademarc flow first, make the mental work Fuck a verse - I rearrange your dental work And when it pop off, we not soft We like the Bentleys; yīall just the Chrysler knockoffs [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] But thatīs life, yeah you hearin me right Itīs like I had to find the black of night come back to life with master insight that shine bright - Iīm always learnin My burden, to blow up gifts like this, I must endure the slow burnin Itīs sort of strange, my philosophyīs changed I take chances, jump before the waterīs in range And never wait for safe answers so if all that remains is lookin back at my life it never seems like I wasted glances Man itīs all a big game, thatīs why it doesnīt mean a thing That I get money and fame, itīs all the same if you call me Trademarc or if you know my real name Marc Predka ainīt attached to ego Heīs a hero for the average people, a blessing Who transcends the essence of a poet with a street flow Itīs not lip service I donīt speak to hear myself talk And I donīt wanna be a teacher; Iīm grateful for all Iīve been taught [Chorus]