Baraq The Artist - We Got Next Lyrics

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