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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 up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans they waited so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that for me
A milli, a milli, love me cause I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, niggas in the
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 gods raised me
Face all on the
Story all in the of the pyramids
Niggas know the God saved me
You can blow the nose off, won't change it
Obamacare heal all that anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the
All praise to the Mahdi, we found our
Gold necklace, finger erected
God tribe of stylin' on the record
Lost sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the
Asha du illah illaha is the
All these niggas, I got to one
All devils, I got to strike some
All these 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 slave
my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold plated
Walked in that bitch like "Nigga we 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. for so much art talk
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit I really bought
While these rappers rap about guns they shot
And a bunch of other silly shit that they got
I'm on my Lupita
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 Years A
This Ace of Spades like an Oscar
Black tux, look a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga your tone
I come to court black boxers on
Y'all jealous of my melatonin
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 caves
These are the last days, but do I fazed?
Showed up to the last supper in 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 crazy
Kings and queens and Jordan rings
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 sucker we it