Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (Woah) like the beginning of "Mean Streets" Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (oh) I'm prolific, so gifted I'm the type that's gon' go get it, no kidding Breaking down a Swisher in front

That's the sign of a victory And that's the sign of a victory I can see the colors of the rainbow And I can feel the sun on my face I see the light at the end of the tunnel And I can feel heaven in it's place And that's the sign of a victory I can feel

In your precious face But even in the dark I saw you were the only one alone But these hot gates you spent your victory on Though your swore you wouldn't do this anymore And I can't be for you all of the things you want me to But I will love you

When we all see Jesus We'll sing and shout the victory When we all get to heaven What a day of rejoicing that will be Sing the wondrous love of Jesus Sing his mercy and his grace In the mansions bright and blessed He'll prepare for us a place Onward to

Into the fires of forever we will fly through the heavens With the power of the universe we stand strong together For victory we ride, fury of the storm! And in the darkness shining far beyond the starlight Lightning is striking from the dark dawning

You don't have to be afraid to put your dream in action When it turns out right 'Cause you know that if you live in your imagination Tomorrow you'll be everybody's fascination In my victory just remember me When I make it shine Your never gonna fade

One little victory Just one little victory The greatest act can be Celebrate the moment As it turns into one more Another chance at victory Another chance to score The measure of the moment Is a difference of degrees

Faces in the crowd Faces in the crowd will smile again And the devil may cry The devil may cry at the end of the night They will parade upon your victory It won't be in vain To swallow all your pain And learn to love what burns And gather courage to

Between the cheats, ooh oh oh ooh oh oh I would die before I divorce you I'd take a thousand thumps for my love 'Cause you kiss a lucky horseshoe Stuck it in my boxing glove 'Cause anyone who will see us Through our victory and done defeat Knows that

Water shapes its course according to the nature Of the ground over which it flows The soldier works out his victory In relation to the foe whom he is facing Therefore, just as water retains no constant shape So in warfare there are no constant conditions