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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled 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
one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas love me I'm ill
The story ever told, niggas in the field
From Solomon to to Django, it's fact
I'm the of rap and I get it from the wheel
The son of WD, who hung in the D
Who ran around in the
The gods raised me
all on the Sphinx
Story all in the wall of the
Niggas the Black God saved me
You can blow the nose off, won't change it
Obamacare won't all that anguish
We came a long way from the of the boat
All praise to the Mahdi, we our language
necklace, middle finger erected
God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the
Lost of Muhammad, wildin' in the wreckage
Asha du illaha is the message
All niggas, I got to fight one
All these devils, I got to strike
All these just waitin' on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from slaves on a
Live the cotton fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the ship
Poppin' my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold
Walked in bitch like "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you I ain't missin' no royalty statements
I can't be rated, Hov stunt on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so art talk
Silly me rappin' shit that I really bought
these rappers rap about guns they ain't shot
And a bunch of silly shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Lupita
on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave
This Ace of Spades like an Oscar
Black tux, look a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga your tone
I come to with black boxers on
Y'all hella jealous of my
I could out at any given moment
I'm God, G is the letter made
So when my arms and feet shackled I get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub back caves
These are the days, but do I seem fazed?
Showed up to the last supper in brand new J's
I'm the true and livin', of Hov
New religion, 8th of the world, alien, superstition
blind, baby
Blind to the of who you are maybe
My crazy
and queens and Michael Jordan rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all kill me
I've been inoculated the snakes and the fakes
The corny handshakes, sucker we made it