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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled me
But they relate 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 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
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 hung 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 off, that won't change it
won't heal all that anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the
All praise to the Mahdi, we our language
Gold necklace, middle finger
God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the
sons 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 rebels just waitin' on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from slaves on a
from the cotton fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the ship
my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold plated
Walked in that bitch like "Nigga we it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no royalty
I can't be rated, damn Hov stunt on haters
Sorry Mrs. for so much art talk
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit I really bought
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
on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave
This Ace of Spades like an Oscar
Black tux, look a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, watch your tone
I come to with 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 and feet shackled I still get paid
All due
I'm to chase the Yakub back into caves
are the last days, but do I seem fazed?
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 of who you are maybe
My crazy
Kings and queens and Jordan rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, can't kill me
I've been inoculated the snakes and the fakes
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it