It Takes A Nation

Am
There are seven known wonders of the
 world
Am
Yeah, hehe, you about to witness the
 8th muh'fucker

Am                                
I got King Kong in my trunk, King 
      Bm
Kong in my doors
Am                      Bm
My nuts play ping-pong from the 
noise
Am                            Bm
You can hear me from a block away
           Am                      
I'm sittin next to yo' ass and 
                   Bm
can't hear, what you got to say

Dm               Am
My shit is loud, my ears is ringin
Em                       Am
My paint job is wet, my chrome is 
gleamin
Dm                       Am
I feel like a vet ballin on these 
rookies
Em                        Am
An old school bully, you must have 
played hooky
Dm                        
I bring it like a bookie my 
  Am
aggression is depressin
Em                          Am
Don't give a motherfucker time to 
learn his lesson!
Dm                  Am
A LUNATIC~! Y'all know what I 
represent
           Em                   Am
The only rapper who wanna fistfight 
the President!

[Hook: repeat 4X]
Am         Dm              C    
It take a nation of niggas to 
              Dm
hold us back

[Ice Cube]
Am                           
When I bang this is dangerous, 
             Bm
niggas go brainless
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Am                           
So bang this with the fo'-five 
     Bm
stainless
Am                                
And understand that you lookin at 
        Bm
the famous
Am                              
West coast rapper, who act like a 
   Bm
anus
Am                                
Hollywood! They thought they could
        Bm
 tame this
Am                                Bm
Pitbull, but I know what the game is
Am                            Bm
Them fuckers cheat like a NBA ref
Am                                
If you smoke one they'll 
           Bm
electrocute you to death
Dm                           Am
I got God on my intellect, Godzilla 
by the neck
Em                          Am
When a nigga come through, who you 
wanna holla at
Dm                         Am
Ghost writers hit the deck, when 
your boy got a tec
Em                     Am
Where the fuck is, Afrika, Bambaataa
 at?
Dm                         Am
We need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Em                      Am
Clear Clear Channel, and Radio One
Dm                          Am
You motherfuckers programmed by the 
programmers
Em                              
That's why you gettin locked up by 
Am
the do' slammers
Not me!

[Hook: repeat 4X]
Am         Dm              C    
It take a nation of niggas to 
              Dm
hold us back

[Ice Cube]
Am                             
They music so fluffy, I'mma stay 
   Bm
gutter
Am                             
That shit is kind of popcorn, my 
              Bm
shit is so butter
Am                                Bm
My style never change, in 22 summers
Am                                
Straight independent, and doin my 
Bm
numbers
Am                                
This shit don't sell, you know I'm
        Bm
 still paid
Am                          
So sourpuss niggas, can drink 
      Bm
lemonade
Am                                
I'm doin it for the love, you doin
       Bm
 it because
Am                                
You need that advancement to spend
         Bm
 on them dubs
Dm                     Am
I don't need a penny, but I need 
many
Em                           Am
Don't worry about my money boy cause
 I got plenty
Dm                              
You muh'fuckers worry about flossin 
Am
so much
Em                                 
You don't know the fundamentals you
Am
 forgot how to brush!
Dm                      Am
These 32 teeth, will give yo' ass 
grief
Em                        Am
Bite you like a Fatburger if you got
 beef
Dm                       Am
So who's it gon' be? Your favorite 
MC
Em                                
You scared of the government they 
Am
scared of me
Now what?

[Hook: repeat 4X]
Am         Dm              C    
It take a nation of niggas to 
              Dm
hold us back