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There are seven known wonders of the world
You about to witness the eighth, muhfucka
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
A old-school bully, you must have played hooky
I bring it like a bookie
My aggression is depressing
Don't give a motherfucker time to learn his lesson
A lunatic, y'all know what I represent
The only rapper wanna fist-fight the president
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
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 a anus
Hollywood, they thought they could tame this
Pit bull, but I know what the game is
Them fuckers cheat like a NBA ref
If you smoke one now
Electrocute you to death
I got God on my intellect
Godzilla by the neck
When a nigga come through
Who you wanna holler at?
Ghostwriters hit the deck
When your boy got a tech
Where the fuck is Afrika Bambaataa at?
We need to take it back
Fuck Viacom
Clear Channel and Radio One
You motherfuckers programmed by the programmers
That's why you getting locked up
By the dope slammers
Not me
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
They music so fluffy, I'ma stay gutter
That shit is kinda popcorn, my shit is so butter
My style never change in twenty-two 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 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 'bout my money, boy, 'cause I got plenty
You muhfuckas worry 'bout flossing so much
You don't know know the fundamentals
You forgot how to brush
These thirty-two teeth
Will give your 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?
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas and streets of crack
So young, so angry



































