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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 fans cause waited so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas me cause I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, 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
Face all on the
Story all in the wall of the
Niggas the Black God saved me
You can blow the nose off, won't change it
won't heal all that anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the
All praise to the Mahdi, we found our
necklace, middle finger erected
God of Shabazz stylin' 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 these rebels waitin' on the war cry
Mama said: "son, you got to drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it slaves on a slaveship
from 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 that like "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no royalty
I can't be rated, damn Hov on them haters
Sorry Mrs. for so much art talk
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit I really bought
While these rappers rap about guns they ain't
And a bunch of other shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave
This Ace of look like an Oscar
Black tux, like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch your
I come to court black boxers on
Y'all jealous of my melatonin
I could out at any given moment
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 back into
These are the last days, but do I seem
Showed up to the last in some brand new J's
I'm the and livin', book of Hov
New religion, 8th of the world, alien, superstition
You're blind,
to the fact of who you are maybe
My crazy
Kings and and Michael Jordan rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all can't me
I've been inoculated from the snakes and the
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it