Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name

Your kingdom come, your will be done

On earth as it is in heaven

Got my cherry awaiting

You know, I'm stayin' alive

We in 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

Yea, nothing can face me

Swing low, swing low

Swing low, swing low

And I-oooooh-yea

And I-oooooh-yea

All these niggers rappers

Playin' rappers, greatest actors

Me, I kept it humble

Me, I did it, this my greatest chapter

Ridden here where buddies lay

Remember fightin' on display

Zulu with the shackles

Freein' weapons be the up and keep

You gon' make me catch a body like them f**kin' rappers do

Or you gon' make me have to make a record at that f**kin'

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', Lay it up, purple fluid in my cup

And broken dreams and wet dreams, there's alcohol inside my gut

All you say is, "f**k 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 attackts, b**ches on my f**kin' lap

Toe tags and handbags, the snap make my balls sack

Portraits of my mama's face, poppa know I'm sayin' grace

This here be my only take

Got my cherry awaiting

You know, I'm stayin' alive

We in 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

Yea, nothing can face 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

, yea

Just regulate, yea

Try to educate, yea

, yea

Two weak bricks for the low, you snake

How 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 rappin' winnin'

Y'all was steady pluckin' chickens

Trophies in my mama's kitchen

Champagne and lily 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**kin' b**ch, I hate y'all