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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 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 story ever told, in the field
From Solomon to Sambo to Django, it's
I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it from the
The son of WD, who around in the D
Who ran in the three
The trap gods me
all on the Sphinx
Story all in the wall of the
Niggas know the God saved me
You can blow the nose off, that change it
Obamacare won't all that anguish
We a long way from the bottom of the boat
All to the Mahdi, we found our language
Gold necklace, middle erected
God tribe of stylin' on the record
Lost of Muhammad, wildin' in the wreckage
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
Mama said: "son, you got to drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from on a slaveship
from the cotton fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the ship
Poppin' my chain, and it to Jacob, I got it gold plated
Walked in bitch like "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no royalty
I can't be rated, damn Hov on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so much art
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit I really bought
While these rappers rap about they 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
This Ace of Spades like an Oscar
tux, look like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch your
I come to court black boxers on
hella jealous 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 still get
All due
I'm ready to the Yakub back into caves
are the last days, but do I seem fazed?
Showed up to the supper in some brand new J's
I'm the and livin', book 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 queens and Michael rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all kill me
I've been from the snakes and the fakes
The corny handshakes, sucker we made it