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Yep You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life, but it ain't about how hard you hit It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward How much you can take and keep moving forward That's how winning is done We in a low estate, but still on the rise They can't be the Jews, they don't know the tribes You can't trust the government, they be telling lies If they not part of the twelve, they not one of mine Let's get it It feel like fast and furious , the way we waking up Bring them torture tactics, all you want, ain't no breaking us Yeah, dis word going out, you can't stop the bus You shoulda got on from the jump, now you out of luck Aye, I used to tote them thirties and throw on that mask Now I'm memorizing verses, got these niggas mad Aye, we the chosen ones, yeah, that's simple math We dominating everything, got these heathens mad We got next yea, we got next yea My brothers working hard to wake up the elect, yeah We passionate about this truth, so we gon' step, yeah We finna have these heathens working up a sweat, yeah, yeah We got next yea, we got next yea My brothers working hard to wake up the elect, yeah We passionate about this truth, so we gon' step, yeah We finna have these heathens working up a sweat, yeah Nigga, we got next, aye Nigga, we got next, and that's on my mama You cross the line, we on yo ass, but we don't want no drama Aye, suffer this affliction just like our forefathers Their twelve disciples had to die, but it was for Yahawah Uh, yeah, the righteous way I can't give up without trying, I'ma find a way Uh, what? Oh, this Bible fake Prove it to me without talking, cause it ain't no way Yeah, you can't prove your statement, so what is you saying Nigga, face it, I read all these scriptures cause I'm dedicated I ain't getting high, but these verses got me medicated It ain't nothing you can say or do to move me, I ain't changing, nigga They call us racist, but them Edomites was racist first Just cause we stand up for our people, we gon' see the hearse But it's all good, cause they don't know they finna get it worse When my big brother crack that sky, these niggas getting murked Everybody, yeah, I'm talking everybody If you was not keeping commandments, you a dead body Jacobs Trouble around the corner, nun but dead bodies They nonchalant about it now they gon' be scared ahchy We got next, yeah, we got next, yeah My brother's working hard to wake up the elect, yeah We passionate about this truth, so we gon' step, yeah We finna have these heathens working up a sweat, yeah Ay, we got next, yeah, we got next, yeah My brother's working hard to wake up the elect, yeah We passionate about this truth, so we gon' step, yeah We finna have these heathens working up a sweat, aye Aye, we got next
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