Из альбома: Raw Footage
There are
Seven known wonders
Of the world,
You about to witness
The eighth muthafucka
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 sitting next to your ass
And can't hear what you got to say
My shit is loud, my ears is ringing
My paint job is wet
My chrome is gleaming
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 depressing
Don't give a muthafucka
Time to learn his lesson
A lunatic,
Y'all know what I represent
The only rapper
That wanna fist-fight
The president
[Hook]
It takes a nation
Of niggas to hold us back (x4)
When I bang this it's dangerous
Niggas go brainless
So bang this
With the four-five stainless
And understand
That you looking at the famous
West-coast rapper
Who act like an anus
Hollywood,
They thought they could tame this
Pit-bull,
But I know what the game is
Them fuckers cheat like an NBA ref
If you smoke one?
They'll electrocute you to death
I got god on my intellect
Godzilla by the neck
When the nigga come through
Who you wanna holla at
Ghostwriters hit the deck
When ya boi got a tech
Where the fuck
Is Africa-Bamabata at
We need to take it back
Fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel
And Radio One
You muthafuckas programmed
By the programmers
That's why
You getting locked up
By the dope slammers
Not me
It takes a nation
Of niggas to hold us back (x4)
They music so fluffy,
I'm'a stay gutter
That shit is kinda popcorn,
My shit is so butter
My style never change
In 22 summers
Straight independent
And doing my numbers
This shit don't sell
You know I'm still paid
So sour-puss niggas,
Can drink lemonade
I'm doin it for the love
You doing it because
You need that advancement
To spend on them dubs
I don't need a penny,
But I need many
Don't worry bout
Ma money boi,
Cause I got plenty
You muthafuckas worry bout
Flossing so much
You don't know
The fundamentals,
You forgot how to brush
These thirty-two teeth
Will give your ass grief
Bite you like a fat burger
If you got beef
So whose it gonna be,
Your favourite MC
Your scared
Of the government,
They scared of me
Now what?
It takes a nation
Of niggas to hold us back (x3)
It takes a nation
Of niggas and streets of crack