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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, they me
But they can't to our struggle, my nigga, we came up from slavery
go out to all of my fans cause they waited so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that for me
A milli, a milli, niggas me cause I'm ill
The story ever told, niggas in the field
From Solomon to to Django, it's fact
I'm the of rap and I get it from the wheel
The son of WD, who hung in the D
Who ran in the three
The trap raised me
all on the Sphinx
Story all in the of the pyramids
Niggas know the God saved me
You can blow the nose off, that won't it
Obamacare won't heal all anguish
We a long way from the bottom of the boat
All to the Mahdi, we found our language
necklace, middle finger erected
God of Shabazz stylin' on the record
sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the wreckage
Asha du illah is the message
All niggas, I got to fight one
All devils, I got to strike some
All rebels just waitin' on the war cry
Mama said: "son, you got to drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we it from slaves on a slaveship
from the cotton fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the slave
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 stunt on haters
Mrs. Drizzy for so much 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 they ain't got
I'm on my Lupita
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 Years A
This Ace of Spades look an Oscar
tux, look like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, watch your tone
I come to court black boxers on
Y'all jealous of my melatonin
I could black out at any given
I'm God, G is the letter made
So when my arms and shackled I still get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub back into
These are the last days, but do I seem
Showed up to the last in some brand new J's
I'm the true and livin', of Hov
New religion, 8th of the world, alien, superstition
You're blind,
Blind to the of who you are maybe
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 and the fakes
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it