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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 came up from
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause they so patiently
This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, love me cause I'm ill
The greatest ever told, niggas in the field
From Solomon to Sambo to Django, it's
I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it from the
The son of WD, who hung in the D
Who ran around in the
The trap gods 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
Obamacare won't heal all anguish
We came a long way from the of the boat
All to the Mahdi, we found our language
Gold necklace, middle finger
God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the
Lost sons of Muhammad, wildin' in the
du illah illaha is the message
All these niggas, I got to one
All these devils, I got to strike
All rebels just waitin' 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 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 I ain't missin' no royalty statements
I can't be rated, damn Hov on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so much art
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit I really bought
While these rappers rap about they ain't shot
And a bunch of other silly shit that ain't got
I'm on my Nyong'o
on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave
This Ace of Spades like an Oscar
tux, look like a mobster
Don't make me rra yah, nigga watch tone
I come to court black boxers on
Y'all jealous of my melatonin
I black out at any given moment
I'm God, G is the seventh 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 and livin', book of Hov
New religion, 8th of the world, alien, superstition
blind, baby
Blind to the fact of who you are
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 snakes and the
The corny handshakes, cock we made it