Luyện nghe bài hát Pink Beetle

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

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

All niggas rappers
Playin' rappers, greatest
Me, I it humble
Me, I did it, my greatest chapter
Written here where lay
Mumified and on
with the shackles
Freein' weapons be the up and
You gon' make me a body like them fuckin' rappers do
Or you gon' make me have to a record about fuckin' you
You gon' make me have to have these gold and tattoos
You make 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 grease up on my
Fast food and bad equivalent of hardly better
Yea, I my 'fro intact
Camel causin' heart attacks, on my fuckin' lap
Toe and handbags, the smell make my balls sag
Portraits of my mama's face, poppa knows I'm grace
This here be my only

Got my chariot
You know I'm alive
Be it Heaven or
You know I gotta
low, swing low
Swing low, low
Keep my above everything
Yea, you that I'm crazy
Got my in full 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 for the low, you snake
Our dreams they crashin' in
I was always to win
Crack heads in Dublin
Love me, keep me
Prayin' to my
She hold me down, I'm
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Now I'm prayin', "hallelujah," I'm not the shooter
Crashin' up, that record
Way before rap been winnin'
Y'all was steady chickens
Trophies in my kitchen
Champagne and lovely fortify my old soul
Cause it's doin' that I multiplied, I don't know
Every single I be cryin' at my old hoes
Rejjie-this and Rejjie-that, you fuckin' bitch, I y'all

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