Rahki - Pink Beetle lyrics

[Intro] Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name Your kingdom come, you will be done On earth as it is in heaven [Hook] 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 [Verse 1: Rejjie Snow] All these n***as 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 f**in' rappers do Or you gon' make me have to make a record about f**in' 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, "f** 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, b**hes on my f**in' 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: Rejjie Snow] 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 f**in' b**h, I hate y'all [Hook] 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