Pink Beetle Lyrics - Rejjie Snow

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-oooooh-yea 

And I-oooooh-yea 

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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 

Photos 

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