(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 sh** 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, n***a, 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 b**hes, then they a**ume, they f**in' us how we hhhm
Look where my team headed, y'all n***as 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
f** em!