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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, they me
But they relate to our struggle, my nigga, we came up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause they so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that for me
A milli, a milli, niggas love me I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, in the field
From Solomon to Sambo to Django, fact
I'm the of rap and I get it from the wheel
The son of WD, who hung in the D
Who ran around in the
The gods 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 change it
won't heal all that anguish
We came a long way from the of the boat
All praise to the Mahdi, we found our
necklace, middle finger erected
God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the
sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the wreckage
Asha du illah is the message
All these niggas, I got to one
All these devils, I got to strike
All these rebels just on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from slaves on a
Live the cotton fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the slave
Poppin' my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold
in that bitch like "Nigga we made it!"
I own my own masters, you know I missin' no royalty statements
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
While these rappers rap 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 A Slave
This Ace of Spades look like an
tux, look like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch your
I come to court with black on
Y'all hella jealous of my
I could black out at any moment
I'm God, G is the seventh letter
So when my arms and feet shackled I get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub into caves
These are the last days, but do I seem
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,
to the fact of who you are maybe
My bloodline's
Kings and queens and Michael Jordan
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all can't me
I've been inoculated from the snakes and the
The corny handshakes, sucker we made it