Who Sang It Takes a Nation? Ice Cube

Ice Cube Raw Footage cover art
publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Emile Haynie, O'Shea Jackson
release date: 2008-8-19
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Gangsta
length: 3:27
There are seven known wonders of the world,
You about to witness the eighth ************

[Verse 1]
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 *** and cant hear what you got to say
My **** 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 ************ time to learn his lesson
A lunatic, yall know what I represent
The only rapper that wanna fist-fight the president

It takes a nation of *****s to hold us back [Repeat: x4]

[Verse 2]
When I bang this its dangerous
*****s 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 ****ers cheat like an NBA ref
If you smoke one now,
They'll electrocute you to death
I got god on my intellect
Godzilla by the neck
When the ***** come through, who you wanna holla at
Ghostwriters hit the deck
When ya boi got a tech
Where the **** is Africa-Bamabata at
We need to take it back, **** Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
You ************s programmed by the programmers
That's why you getting locked up by the dope slammers
Not me


[Verse 2]
They music so fluffy, I'ma stay gutter
That **** is kinda popcorn, my **** is so butter
My style never change in 22 summers
Straight independent and doing my numbers
This **** don't sell, you know I'm still paid
So sour-puss *****s, 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 ************s worry bout flossing so much
You don't know the fundamentals, you forgot how to brush
These thirty-two teeth
Will give your *** grief
Bite you like a fat burger if you got beef
So whose it gonna be, your favorite MC
Your scared of the government, they scared of me
Now what?


It takes a nation of *****s and streets of crack

CD 1
  • 1 What Is a Pyroclastic Flow?
  • 2 I Got My Locs On
  • 3 It Takes a Nation
  • 4 Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It
  • 5 Hood Mentality
  • 6 Why Me?
  • 7 Cold Places
  • 8 Jack n the Box
  • 9 Do Ya Thang
  • 10 Thank God
  • 11 Here He Come
  • 12 Get Money, Spend Money, No Money
  • 13 Get Used to It
  • 14 Tomorrow
  • 15 Stand Tall
  • 16 Take Me Away

  • Album Information
    label: Lench Mob Records
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 5099923463523
    script: Latin