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Listen to Thunder - Single by Chris Webby
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Songwriter
Jake Anthony Procanik
Jake Anthony Procanik
Songwriter
Brian Joseph Eisner
Brian Joseph Eisner
Songwriter
Santos Ramos
Santos Ramos
Songwriter
Andrew John Gialanella
Andrew John Gialanella
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JP on Da Track
JP on Da Track
Producer

Lyrics

I'm a soldier raised by the thunderclouds And the floods when the rain came dumping down Suck it up and drown, buckle up 'Cause life can get though enough Ain't no fuckin' love around here (nah) Let me make one thing clear (clear) I'ma be the one they fear (boo) Comin' from the bottom of the bucket to the man of the year Only threat to my career is the man in the mirror So hut one, hut two, light the end zone (yeah) Play as if it's what life depends on (yeah) I came in the game with a mic and headphones And now I got change with the righteous gemstones I roam to the throne on the path in front of me When I survive past all that, they're gonna see Why I am one of the greats I play straight and they should vacate the place Or at last they're gonna be All laid down flat where the carpet at The champ is here, the goddamn bars are back (yeah) Big brain like a martian, a Mars attack And if they smart, they don't want no parts of that I start the track like I'm already ready to go Yeah, I shoot for the stars if I settle below I'll still hit the moon and light up the room And trust, it gon' be one hell of a show As I ride through the Through the rain and thunder Could have broken down Through the pain and hunger Had to hold my ground Say it can't be done? Shit, somebody hold my crown 'Cause if they ain't know when they got to the show Well, they know me now Yeah I was born in a bed of flames To the lightning crash of heavy rains Now Webby claims the steady aim At your head and bang like Jesse James I got Kevlar plates that'll line my vest Hood up on my head, how a shy guy dress But as I digress, I'm defined as the best East coast to the (wicky-wicky) wild-wild west yeah I am the one that they know to be The coldest with the flow and poetry From locally to sold out globally My first CD dropped in the ovaries And from my ultrasound to the crowd in front of me Been a ride that you can't break down in summary I'll be runnin' 'til they pull the fuckin' ground from under me When the rain come down and the sound of thunder be goin' boom Step out the way and give me some room Ride through the flames, the rains and monsoons Under the full moon in that black lagoon The monster in me be tuned and well groomed Here to raise hell, I'm built for this shit I live for this game, I kill for this shit Too real for this shit In a foxhole with a gun cocked I'ma die on a hill for this shit 'Cause I am a fighter, my head to the sky And living this life been a hell of a ride And know in the back of my head when I die That I'm leaving a mark they'll remember me by The reason I do it, it never was fame The cars and the clout, or the checks and the chains I'm in it to carve out my legacy claims So put some respect on my name Webby Through the rain and thunder Could have broken down Through the pain and hunger Had to hold my ground Say it can't be done? Shit, somebody hold my crown 'Cause if they ain't know when they got to the show Well, they know me now Through the rain Rain and thunder Thunder They know They know me now They know me now They know me now Through the rain and thunder Could have broken down Through the pain and hunger Had to hold my ground Say it can't be done? Shit, somebody hold my crown 'Cause if they ain't know when they got to the show Well, they know me now
Writer(s): Jake Procanik, Christian Webster, Brian Joseph Eisner, Santos Ramos, Andrew John Gialanella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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