Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It Takes A Nation, artist - Ice Cube.
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
It Takes A Nation |
There are seven known wonders of the world |
Yeah, hehe, you about to witness the 8th muh’fucker |
I got King Kong in my trunk, King Kong in my doors |
My nuts play ping-pong from the noise |
You can hear me from a block away |
I’m sittin next to yo' ass and can’t hear, what you got to say |
My shit is loud, my ears is ringin |
My paint job is wet, my chrome is gleamin |
I feel like a vet ballin on these rookies |
An old school bully, you must have played hooky |
I bring it like a bookie my aggression is depressin |
Don’t give a motherfucker time to learn his lesson! |
A LUNATIC~! |
Y’all know what I represent |
The only rapper who wanna fistfight the President! |
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back |
When I bang this is dangerous, niggas go brainless |
So bang this with the fo'-five stainless |
And understand that you lookin at the famous |
West coast rapper, who act like a anus |
Hollywood! |
They thought they could tame this |
Pitbull, but I know what the game is |
Them fuckers cheat like a NBA ref |
If you smoke one they’ll electrocute you to death |
I got God on my intellect, Godzilla by the neck |
When a nigga come through, who you wanna holla at |
Ghost writers hit the deck, when your boy got a tec |
Where the fuck is, Afrika, Bambaataa at? |
We need to take it back, fuck Viacom |
Clear Clear Channel, and Radio One |
You motherfuckers programmed by the programmers |
That’s why you gettin locked up by the do' slammers |
Not me! |
They music so fluffy, I’mma stay gutter |
That shit is kind of popcorn, my shit is so butter |
My style never change, in 22 summers |
Straight independent, and doin my numbers |
This shit don’t sell, you know I’m still paid |
So sourpuss niggas, can drink lemonade |
I’m doin it for the love, you doin it because |
You need that advancement to spend on them dubs |
I don’t need a penny, but I need many |
Don’t worry about my money boy cause I got plenty |
You muh’fuckers worry about flossin so much |
You don’t know the fundamentals you forgot how to brush! |
These 32 teeth, will give yo' ass grief |
Bite you like a Fatburger if you got beef |
So who’s it gon' be? |
Your favorite MC |
You scared of the government they scared of me |
Now what? |
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