Sahtyre - Prince Thunder lyrics

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(Intro: Prince - Thunder)

Thunder all through the night

Promise to see Jesus in the morning light

Thunder all through the night

Promise to see Jesus in the morning light

Thunder all through the night

Promise to see Jesus in the morning light

(Hook)

(Thunder all through the night)

Now let them angels sing, praise the new king

(Promise to see Jesus in the morning light)

Now let them angels sing, praise the new king

(Verse)

There's voices in my head, voices in my head

Some piece that don't exist, the choices I regret

Neva seen happen but heart it seem hatless(?)

Pose' to taste that green, but green mean jealous

Rather taste that dream, you see, a dream precious

I think it then I say it, it happen cuz I said it

I say the shit I wanna, don't eva have to edit

Long as I get that credit, don't eva need the debit

Pain in my soul embedded, it's black as the path I'm headed now

Smash the mirror, shed a tear, look at the match I mended(?)

Smoke till my brain sweated, I might as well be beheaded

They'll snipe this if you let it but might(?) loosin' my genetics

I'm mindless on all the headaches, and silencing all the critics

I fight it and now I've risen, defyin' the laws of physics

John is still dead and Donald is still in prison

So when em angels sing I don't listen

Why?

(Hook)

(Thunder all through the night)

Now let them angels sing, praise the new king

(Promise to see Jesus in the morning light)

Now let them angels sing, praise the new king

(I should die before I wake)

(I pray the Lord my soul to take)

Until the devil sing, praise the new king

(If I should die before I wake)

(I pray the Lord my soul to take)

(Verse 2)

Do you believe in God? Do God believe in you?

They say He love us all, nigga, you think that's true?

Watch hoodoo speak in two, for you end up leakin' get beaten blue

And purple, I murk ya, don't take it personal

Humble but neva merciful, my future seem doomed

Cuz karma, she ain't reversible, she comin' back soon

Awarding, well, you presume, while jaders in cartoons

Reality turn to mush, been munchin' the mush-rooms

Made up in a plush room when beacon the deacon soon

Them bitches, then they assume, they fuckin' us how we hhhm

Look where my team headed, y'all niggas just be pathetic

The blessed become indebted, I swear they cried and then bled it

I neva be sympathetic, so fight till the Armageddon

I've died and now I've risen, defyin' the laws of physics

Cuz John is still dead and Donald is still in prison

So when em angels sing I don't listen

Fuck em!