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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, they me
But they relate to our struggle, my nigga, we came up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my cause they waited so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas love me I'm ill
The greatest story told, niggas in the field
From to Sambo to Django, it's fact
I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it the wheel
The son of WD, who hung in the D
Who ran in the three
The gods raised me
all on the Sphinx
Story all in the of the pyramids
know the Black God saved me
You can blow the nose off, won't change it
Obamacare won't heal all anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the
All to the Mahdi, we found our language
Gold necklace, finger erected
God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the
sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the wreckage
Asha du illah illaha is the
All niggas, I got to fight one
All these devils, I got to strike
All these just waitin' on the war cry
Mama said: "son, you got to drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
we made it from slaves on a slaveship
Live from the cotton fields, to the spaceship

Hop off the slave
Poppin' my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold
Walked in that bitch like "Nigga we it!"
I own my own masters, you I ain't missin' no royalty statements
I can't be rated, damn Hov stunt on haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so art talk
me rappin' 'bout shit that I really bought
While rappers rap about guns they ain't shot
And a of other silly shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 Years A
Ace of Spades look like an Oscar
Black tux, like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch your
I come to with black boxers on
Y'all hella jealous of my
I could black out at any given
I'm God, G is the letter made
So when my and feet shackled I still get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub into caves
are the last days, but do I seem fazed?
Showed up to the last in some brand new J's
I'm the and livin', book of Hov
New religion, 8th wonder of the world, alien,
blind, baby
Blind to the of who you are maybe
My bloodline's
Kings and queens and Michael rings
I go stupido,
The is filthy, y'all can't kill me
I've inoculated from the snakes and the fakes
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it