Pink Beetle

Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name

Your kingdom come, you will be done

On earth as it is in heaven

Got my chariot waitin'

You know I'm stayin' alive

Be it Heaven or Hades

You know I gotta survive

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

Keep my feet above everything

Yea, you know that I'm crazy

Got my angels in full swing

Yea, nothin' can phase me

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

And I-oooh-yeah

And I-oooh-yeah

All these niggas rappers

Playin' rappers, greatest actors

Me, I kept it humble

Me, I did it, this my greatest chapter

Written here where bodies lay

Mumified and on display

Zulu with the shackles

Freein' weapons be the up and keep

You gon' make me catch a body like them fuckin' rappers do

Or you gon' make me have to make a record about fuckin' you

You gon' make me have to have these gold teeth and tattoos

You gon' make me have to crash Mercedes, so I'm beggin' you

Shut the ballin' late in Dublin, purple fluid in my cup and

Broken dreams and wet dreams, there's alcohol inside my gut

All you say is: Fuck me better

Chicken grease up on my sweater

Fast food and bad mood's equivalent of hardly better

Yea, I keep my 'fro intact

Camel causin' heart attacks, bitches on my fuckin' lap

Toe tags and handbags, the smell make my balls sag

Portraits of my mama's face, poppa knows I'm sayin' grace

This here be my only take

Got my chariot waitin'

You know I'm stayin' alive

Be it Heaven or Hades

You know I gotta survive

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

Keep my feet above everything

Yea, you know that I'm crazy

Got my angels in full swing

Yea, nothin' can phase me

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

And I-oooooh-yea

And I-oooooh-yea

93 my born date

It's King [?]

His penmanship will resonate and legacy deteriorate

In such relay, yea

Don't stimulate, yea

Just regulate, yea

Try to educate, yea

Will imitate, yea, yea, yea

Two big bricks for the low, you snake

Our dreams they came crashin' in

I was always born to win

Crack heads in Dublin city

Love me, keep me covenant

Prayin' to my lover-hoe

She hold me down, I'm celibate

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Now I'm prayin', hallelujah, that I'm not the shooter

Crashin' up, that record spinnin'

Way before this rap been winnin'

Y'all was steady pluckin' chickens

Trophies in my mama's kitchen

Champagne and lovely women fortify my old soul

Cause it's doin' numbers that I multiplied, I don't know

Every single record I be cryin' at my old hoes

Rejjie-this and Rejjie-that, you fuckin' bitch, I hate y'all

Got my chariot waitin'

You know I'm stayin' alive

Be it Heaven or Hades

You know I gotta survive

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

Keep my feet above everything

Yea, you know that I'm crazy

Got my angels in full swing

Yea, nothin' can phase me

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

And I-oooooh-yea

And I-oooooh-yea