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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled me
But can't 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 angels that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, love me cause I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, 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 around in the D
Who ran around in the
The trap gods me
Face all on the
Story all in the of the pyramids
Niggas know the Black God me
You can blow the nose off, won't change it
Obamacare won't heal all anguish
We came a long way 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, in the wreckage
Asha du illah is the message
All niggas, I got to fight one
All these devils, I got to some
All these rebels just on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from slaves on a
Live from the cotton fields, straight to the

Hop off the ship
my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold plated
Walked in that bitch "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no royalty
I be rated, damn Hov stunt on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so much art
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit that I really
these rappers rap about guns they ain't shot
And a bunch of silly shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 A Slave
Ace of Spades look like an Oscar
Black tux, like 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 could black out at any given
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
are the last days, but do I seem fazed?
Showed up to the supper in some brand new J's
I'm the true and livin', of Hov
New religion, 8th wonder of the world, alien,
You're blind,
Blind to the fact of who you are
My bloodline's
Kings and and Michael Jordan rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, can't kill me
I've inoculated from the snakes and the fakes
The corny handshakes, sucker we made it