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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, they me
But they can't relate to our struggle, my nigga, we up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause they waited so
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels prayed for me
A milli, a milli, love me cause I'm ill
The greatest story 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 hung in the D
Who ran in the three
The trap 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, that change it
Obamacare heal all that anguish
We came a 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
sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the wreckage
Asha du illah 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,
we made it from slaves on a slaveship
Live from the fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the slave
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 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' 'bout shit that I bought
While these rappers rap about guns ain't shot
And a bunch of other silly 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, look a mobster
Don't me rra yah, nigga watch your tone
I to court with black boxers on
Y'all jealous of my melatonin
I could 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 to chase the Yakub back into caves
These are the days, but do I seem fazed?
up to the last supper 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 Jordan
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all can't me
I've been inoculated from the snakes and the
The corny handshakes, cock we made it