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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled me
But they can't relate to our struggle, my nigga, we up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my 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 love me I'm ill
The greatest story told, niggas in the field
From Solomon to Sambo to Django, it's
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 trap gods me
Face all on the
Story all in the of the pyramids
Niggas the Black God saved me
You can the nose off, that won't change it
Obamacare won't heal all anguish
We a long way from the bottom of the boat
All praise to the Mahdi, we found our
Gold necklace, finger erected
God of Shabazz stylin' on the record
Lost sons of Muhammad, in the wreckage
Asha du illah is the message
All these niggas, I got to one
All these devils, I got to some
All these rebels just on the war cry
Mama said: "son, you got to drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
Nigga we made it from on a slaveship
Live from the cotton fields, to the spaceship

Hop off the slave
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 them
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so art talk
Silly me 'bout shit that I really bought
While these rappers rap about they ain't shot
And a bunch of other shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Lupita
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 A Slave
Ace of Spades look like an Oscar
Black tux, like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch tone
I come to court with black on
Y'all hella of my melatonin
I could out at any given moment
I'm God, G is the seventh made
So when my arms and feet shackled I get paid
All due
I'm ready to chase the Yakub into caves
These are the days, but do I seem fazed?
up to the last supper 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 Jordan rings
I go stupido,
The flow is filthy, y'all kill me
I've been inoculated from the snakes and the
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it