Cyne - Hurricane Song lyrics

[Verse 1: Seven Star] Let tonight be a night that minds unite to do what is right in God's sight Focus in one direction, tunnel vision of light Freedom of the mind will be the people's last plight, last fight The last mouthful of ignorance the last bite This is it now—your last rights The end of old ways born again out of a past life. Fright The only direction inside the only perception I like [Verse 2: Stres] Voices... voices have combined, no longer confined The struggle unified when we build They yield when we gather They rather we collide—when we coincide, they scatter I have seen the data—I'm keen to the program So we, we program. Fire in me The fire to get free and flee the empire Empire [Verse 3: Soarse Spoken] My memory's fine. I remember me crying When I was a young buck, remember ‘79 Heavenly fine, sweet ebony rhymes deep every time I seek. Sheep sleep on the sentiments I speak I ask you to keep the legacy I pa** My pastor, I cash vision and truth Ignorance is the first to die. Last bird to fly is freedom I lead on my mind path, pa** the mission to you [Verse 4: Akin Yai] Ayyo, it's like resurrected fallen kings Making appeasement for a lot of sins, I walk with a crown of struggle song I sing rain on your hurricane, swing like Carter (Carter) Brave fight for life had made d**h birth a martyr sh** is spoken for. The token n***a with a open sore Who wanna make me bleed? I'm godly as f**ing greed Thoughts be out of space like Seven Star's makeup (Uh huh) We serve the hot sh**—Cise, add up your flavor [Verse 5: Cise Star] It's the children of a lesser god bringing it together Wonderful collage—papier-mâché thoughts became large Open-ended. Sinisters think of Black and Guinness The active listening Cadillac glisten on the right—get him (Get him) Power to move as I settle the groove, son Maybe we lose one, but the battle is smooth. Come (Come) Over the bright gleam, heavenly sight seen Is frightening because its dedication is lightning (I) Human and being steadfast but leaning over the broke boulder Heart cold, remain sober oak [Hook: Seven Star and Stres] (x2) Look no more Truth is coming, headed towards your door Lyrics start running, so you hit the floor But there's no escape When you hear the call, everybody stand up