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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled me
But they can't to our struggle, my nigga, we came up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause they waited so
This one is for all of the and forgotten black angels that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas love me I'm ill
The story ever 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 around in the D
Who ran around in the
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, that change it
won't heal all that anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the
All to the Mahdi, we found our language
Gold necklace, finger erected
God tribe of stylin' on the record
Lost sons of Muhammad, in the wreckage
du illah illaha is the message
All these niggas, I got to one
All these devils, I got to 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
Live from the cotton fields, to the spaceship

Hop off the slave
Poppin' my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold
Walked in that bitch like "Nigga we it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no statements
I can't be rated, damn Hov on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so art talk
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit that I really
these rappers rap about guns they ain't shot
And a bunch of other silly shit that ain't got
I'm on my Lupita
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 Years A
Ace of Spades look 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 hella of my melatonin
I black 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 days, but do I seem fazed?
Showed up to the last supper in brand new J's
I'm the true and livin', of Hov
New religion, 8th wonder of the world, alien,
You're blind,
to the fact of who you are maybe
My bloodline's
Kings and queens and Michael rings
I go stupido,
The is filthy, y'all can't kill me
I've inoculated from the snakes and the fakes
The corny handshakes, cock sucker we it