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

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

All these rappers
rappers, greatest actors
Me, I it humble
Me, I did it, this my greatest
Written where bodies lay
Mumified and on
with the shackles
Freein' weapons be the up and
You gon' make me catch a body like them rappers do
Or you gon' make me have to a record about fuckin' you
You gon' me have to have these gold teeth and tattoos
You make me have to crash Mercedes, so I'm beggin' you
Shut the 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 mood's equivalent of better
Yea, I keep my intact
Camel causin' attacks, bitches on my fuckin' lap
Toe tags and handbags, the make my balls sag
Portraits of my mama's face, poppa knows I'm sayin'
This here be my only

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

93 my born
It's [?]
His will resonate and legacy deteriorate
In relay, yea
stimulate, yea
regulate, yea
Try to educate, yea
imitate, yea, yea, yea
Two big for the low, you snake
Our they came crashin' in
I was born to win
Crack in Dublin city
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 pluckin' chickens
Trophies in my mama's
Champagne and women fortify my old soul
it's doin' numbers that I multiplied, I don't know
Every record I be cryin' at my old hoes
Rejjie-this and Rejjie-that, you bitch, I hate y'all

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