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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 came up slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause waited so patiently
one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas me cause I'm ill
The greatest ever told, niggas in the field
Solomon to Sambo to Django, it's fact
I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it from the
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 blow the nose off, that won't it
Obamacare won't heal all that
We came a long way the bottom of the boat
All to the Mahdi, we found our language
Gold necklace, middle erected
God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the
Lost sons of Muhammad, in the wreckage
du illah illaha is the message
All niggas, I got to fight one
All these devils, I got to strike
All rebels just waitin' on the war cry
Mama "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
we made it from slaves on a slaveship
Live from the cotton fields, straight to the

Hop off the slave
Poppin' my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold
in that bitch like "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no statements
I can't be rated, damn Hov stunt on haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so much art
Silly me 'bout shit that I really bought
While these rappers rap about guns they shot
And a bunch of other silly shit they ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave
This Ace of Spades look like an
Black tux, look a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch tone
I come to court with boxers on
Y'all hella of my melatonin
I black out at any given moment
I'm God, G is the seventh made
So when my arms and feet shackled I get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub back caves
These are the last days, but do I seem
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,
blind, baby
Blind to the fact of who you are
My bloodline's
Kings and queens and Michael Jordan
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all kill me
I've been inoculated from the snakes and the
The corny handshakes, cock we made it