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Hook] 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 (Now let them angels sing) Promise to see Jesus in the morning light (Praise the new king) Now let them Angels sing Praise the new king Yeah, yeah, yeah It's voices in my head Voices in my head So peace, it don't exist Like choices I regret Never seen Heaven But here it seem Hellish Supposed to chase that green But green mean jealous Rather chase that dream You see: a dream's precious I think it then I say it It happened cause I said it I say the shit I wanna Don't never have to edit Long as I get that credit Don't never need that debit Pain in my soul embedded As black as the path I'm headed down Smash the mirror Shed a tear Look at my match I met it Smoke 'til my brain shredded I might as well be beheaded It stifles if you let it But mine is in my genetics I'm minusing all the headaches And silencing all the critics I've died and then now I've risen Defying the laws of physics But John is still gone And Donald is still in prison So when those angels sing I don't listen Nah 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 (Now let them angels sing) Promise to see Jesus in the morning light (Praise the new king) Until them devils scream Praise the new king Yeah, yeah, yeah Do you believe in god? Do god believe in you? They say he love us all Nigga you think that's true? Watch who you speakin' to Fo' you end up leakin' Get beaten blue and purple I'll murk you Don't take it personal Humble but never merciful My future seem doomed Cause karma ain't reversible She comin' back soon Learned more then you would presume Off jaders and cartoons Reality turnt to mush Been munchin' them mushrooms Laid up in a plush room With liquor to be consumed And bitches and they assume They fuckin' thats how we do Ha! Look where my team headed Ya'll niggas just be pathetic The blessed become indebted I've sweat it cried it and bled it I'll never be sympathetic Survived through the armageddon I've died and then now I've risen Defying the laws of physics Cause John is fuckin' dead And Ronald is still in prison So when those angels sing I don't listen Fuck 'em
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