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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 lost and forgotten black angels prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas me cause I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, in the field
From to Sambo to Django, it's fact
I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it from the
The son of WD, who around in the D
Who ran around in the
The gods raised me
Face all on the
all in the wall of the pyramids
Niggas the Black God saved me
You can blow the nose off, that won't it
Obamacare won't all that anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the
All praise to the Mahdi, we found our
Gold necklace, middle erected
God of Shabazz stylin' on the record
Lost sons of Muhammad, in the wreckage
Asha du illah illaha is the
All these niggas, I got to one
All these devils, I got to some
All these just waitin' on the war cry
Mama said: "son, you got to drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we it from slaves on a slaveship
Live from the cotton fields, to the spaceship

Hop off the ship
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 royalty
I can't be rated, Hov stunt on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so much art
Silly me 'bout shit that I really bought
While these rap about guns they ain't shot
And a of other silly shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave
This Ace of Spades look an Oscar
Black tux, look like a
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch your
I come to with black boxers on
hella jealous of my melatonin
I could black out at any moment
I'm God, G is the seventh made
So when my and feet shackled I still get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub into caves
These are the 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,
blind, baby
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 can't me
I've inoculated from the snakes and the fakes
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it