ft. Jay Electronica

[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, they label me
But they canâ??t relate to our struggle, my ^!$$%, we came up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause they waited so patiently

This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, ^!$$%s love me cause Iâ??m ill
The greatest story ever told, ^!$$%s in the field

From Soloman to [?] to Django, itâ??s fact
Iâ??m the Farrakhan of rap and I get it from the will
The son of W.D., who hung around in the deep

Who ran the [?], the trap gods raised me
Fake Solomon Sphinx, story all in the wall of the pyramids
^!$$%s know the black gods saved me

You can blow the nose off, that wonâ??t change it
Obamacare wonâ??t heal all that anguish
We came a long way from the bottom of the boat

All praise to the [?] found our language
Gold necklace, middle finger erected
God [?] Shabazz styling on the record

Lost sons of Muhammad, we wildinâ?? on the records
[?] is the message
All these ^!$$%s, I got to fight one

All these devils, I got to strike some
All these rebels just waitinâ?? on the war cry
Momma said â??Son, you got to strike drumâ?

Roc Nation, celebration
Motivation, elevation
^!$$% we made it from slaves on the slave ship

Live from the cotton field, straight to the spaceship
[Interlude: Kenny Powers]
Kinda makes me wonder why the hell so many people are tryna tell me to slow down. Seems like motherfu*kers should be shuttinâ?? the hell up and enjoyinâ?? the show

[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Top of the slave ship
Poppinâ?? my chain, and took it to Jacob, I got it gold plated

Walked in that bi*ch like â??^!$$% we made it!â?
I own my old masters, no I ainâ??t missinâ?? no royalty statements
I canâ??t be rated, damn Hov stunt on them haters

Sorry mister Drizzy for as much I talk
Silly me rappinâ?? â??bout sh*t that I really bought
Why these rappers rap about guns they ainâ??t shot?

And a bunch of other silly sh*t that they ainâ??t got
Iâ??m on my Luke, Peter, [?]
Stuntinâ?? on stage, got the 12 Years A Slave

This Ace of Spades look like an Oscar
Black tux, look like a mobster
Donâ??t make me RRRRAA yah, ^!$$% watch your tone

I come to court with black boxers on
Yâ??all hella jealous of my Mellotone
I could black out at any given moment

Iâ??m god, [?]
So when Iâ??m on the beat shackled I still get paid
All praises due

Iâ??m ready to chase a [?] back in the cage
These are the last days, why do I sink fades
Showed up to the last supper in some brand new Jâ??s

Iâ??m the true and livinâ??, book of Hov
New religion, 8th wonder of the world, alien, superstition
Youâ??re blind, baby

Blind to the fact of who you are made me
My bloodlineâ??s crazy
Kings and queens and Michael Jordan rings

I go stupido, sucio
The flow is filthy, yâ??all canâ??t kill me
Iâ??ve been inoculated from the snakes and the fakes

The corny handshakes, @@#! sucker we made it