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Our Father in heaven, hallowed be name
Your come, you will be done
On as it is in heaven

Got my waitin'
You I'm stayin' alive
Be it or Hades
You I gotta survive
low, swing low
Swing low, low
Keep my feet everything
Yea, you that I'm crazy
Got my angels in full
Yea, nothin' can me
low, swing low
Swing low, low
And
And

All niggas rappers
Playin' rappers, greatest
Me, I it humble
Me, I did it, my greatest chapter
Written where bodies lay
and on display
Zulu the shackles
Freein' weapons be the up and
You gon' make me catch a like them fuckin' rappers do
Or you gon' make me to make a record about fuckin' you
You gon' make me have to have these teeth and tattoos
You gon' me have to crash Mercedes, so I'm beggin' you
the ballin' late in Dublin, purple fluid in my cup and
Broken dreams and wet dreams, alcohol inside my gut
All you say is, "fuck me better"
Chicken up on my sweater
Fast food and bad equivalent of hardly better
Yea, I keep my intact
Camel causin' heart attacks, bitches on my lap
Toe tags and handbags, the smell make my sag
Portraits of my mama's face, poppa I'm sayin' grace
here be my only take

Got my waitin'
You know I'm alive
Be it Heaven or
You know I gotta
Swing low, low
Swing low, low
Keep my feet everything
Yea, you know that I'm
Got my angels in swing
Yea, can phase me
low, swing low
Swing low, low
And
And

93 my born
It's [?]
His penmanship will resonate and deteriorate
In relay, yea
stimulate, yea
regulate, yea
Try to educate, yea
imitate, yea, yea, yea
Two big bricks for the low, you
Our dreams they came in
I was born to win
Crack heads in Dublin
Love me, keep me
to my lover-hoe
She me down, I'm celibate
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Now I'm prayin', "hallelujah," that I'm not the
Crashin' up, that record
Way before this rap been
Y'all was steady pluckin'
Trophies in my kitchen
and lovely women fortify my old soul
Cause it's doin' numbers that I multiplied, I don't
single record I be cryin' at my old hoes
Rejjie-this and Rejjie-that, you fuckin' bitch, I hate

Got my chariot
You I'm stayin' alive
Be it Heaven or
You know I survive
Swing low, low
Swing low, low
Keep my above everything
Yea, you that I'm crazy
Got my in full swing
Yea, nothin' can me
Swing low, low
low, swing low
And
And