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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, they me
But they can't to our struggle, my nigga, we came up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause they so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas me cause I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, niggas in the
From Solomon to Sambo to Django, 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 raised me
all on the Sphinx
Story all in the wall of the
Niggas know the Black God me
You can the nose off, that won't change it
Obamacare heal all that anguish
We a long way from the bottom of the boat
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
du illah illaha is the message
All these niggas, I got to one
All these devils, I got to some
All rebels just waitin' on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from on a slaveship
Live from the fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the ship
Poppin' my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it plated
Walked in that bitch "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't no royalty statements
I can't be rated, Hov stunt on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so art talk
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit that I really
While these rappers rap about guns they shot
And a bunch of other shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 A Slave
This Ace of Spades look like an
Black tux, like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, watch your tone
I to court with black boxers on
Y'all hella jealous of my
I black out at any given moment
I'm God, G is the seventh letter
So when my arms and feet 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 brand new J's
I'm the true and livin', 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 and Michael Jordan rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, can't kill me
I've been from the snakes and the fakes
The corny handshakes, cock sucker we it