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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled me
But they can't relate to our struggle, my nigga, we came up slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause waited so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and 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 Farrakhan of rap and I get it the wheel
The son of WD, who around in the D
Who ran around in the
The trap gods me
all on the Sphinx
Story all in the of the pyramids
know the Black God saved me
You can blow the off, that 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
necklace, middle finger erected
God tribe of Shabazz on the record
Lost sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the
Asha du illah is the message
All these niggas, I got to one
All devils, I got to strike some
All rebels just waitin' on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we it from slaves on a slaveship
Live from the fields, straight to the spaceship

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