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and rights
And oppose the things we faced with
Amused by our cries
And dismissing all that we saying
Even despise
Our willingness to see some changes
These are

could it be
Grab the old Browning she's a side by side
Hop in the truck and go for a ride
Jones boys better not be on my land
Swear it's them who's been

Philistine
Beat it like that Philistine
I'm on the winning team

We got Victory
Jesus what He did for me
Death was looking big but He beat it like that

Lord have mercy Jesus Christ
Waiting for an answer
Maybe the Lord will forgive me of my sins
I ain't perfect by any means
I try to stay balanced but

Mmm, Walk around like I was untouchable, Spirit on me in the flesh (Flesh)
Live by the code, live in the moment, I'm living by faith and don't know

God's Hand by Summer Frost Jones

Verse 1:

In this world we will have troubles
But take heart for God has overcome
He's got the whole world in

freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry

where the team is
Make sure with the fruit mans teeming
Gotta get the bag and bring the team in
But that's only by faith not feelings
Man are tryna live

Chapter 5 verse 17 the book of
2nd Corinthians.
Old things are passed away
Behold all has become New
Welcome aboard the Winning team
Enjoy what Jesus gave

Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!

(Uh)

shit
Within a 90 mile radius I'll tuck your shit
Don't let a Florida man get eaten by a wolf in the north
Justin Snow cool with Jones but still ain't

stressing' by the tittle
Make a vibe don't wanna tittle When they I'll find the one

When this shit finally brace me Label start to push me
And feel like it's

the road, selling
That's why by now I'm your father figure
Multiply mines I gotta get it
A big boy stacking Andre benjamins
Style sick my nigga I'm the clinic

landlord your mama nigga no way that you gone son me
All them niggas in past
I pass by v twelve humming
I'm coming for everything
I want like this

a Thug I'm a Boss call it Trap Trap Trap
Battle rap case I need a Chilla Jones mindset
You got a good setup so I ain't buying anything
Your flow you can

Screamin of inspiring an army of youths
Like Alex Jones with a gold tooth
When I'm screaming rebel army rise in that booth
Manifesting's my destiny tanks be

like cita
margaritas by the liter, aye yah
Then I hit a tippy tah on the runny tah when I'm running by nigga sada-tay
Up and down like seesaw
I can't

Stay loyal get to work and we get you a chain
So I'm locked in like a missile
In the stu yea cookin up hits surrounded by bitches and pistols
Like mighty

Omo
It is what it is
It is what it is
Listen
Okay, some niggas stressing bout the scene
Others stressing bout a team
Think Iʼm somewhere in between

[HOOK]
This that hood Jesus Walks
I was broke, now my diamonds got a cough
But I don’t brag, I just let my favor talk
Gotta sow, you don’t get blessed by

just wanna fade away I've given it my all
I'm tryna make the team work they playing free for all
You got a dream achieve that shit by any means
I can't

Yuh, yuh
Ayo Zach turn this shit up
I'm back like I never left
Y'all shoulda never slept
Never cut from the team
Just been resting on the bench

I used to grind
It started out tame, Jesus, I was so blind
'Til I got too good and I started to find
The game got real sweaty, but I didn't mind"

I

Beauregard without no regard
I know the part, knee green like Bulbasaur
Feed the team with no reward
Four by one, no baton, fourth and one
I ain't really