[Intro: Ronnie Spencer & Pimp C]
Yeah
Hooooo 
Hooooo 
Swing down, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die

[Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer]
Swing  down sweet chariot stop, (Yeah) Don't let me die
(Let  me die)Swing down, I don't wanna die (Let me die)
Swing down, I don't wanna die, I (I don't wanna die)
Swing  down, I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

[Verse 1: Spice 1]
Sweet chariot swingin' down (down), I don't wanna die (Die)
Hear Harriet screamin' now, young black man fly
Me and my goons, wish a mafucka would
We  attack like them lil' Niglets, from Tales from the Hood
But I know we all gotta go one day
N***a you know you can't cheat death, it won't go away
That's why you gotta do the things that you love doin'
While you still alive
Some people jump out of airplanes just to get high of life
But they don't wanna die, they just doin' it for the thrill of it
The n***as in my hood, they doin' it for the kill of it
Exhilaratin', watchin' n***as hatin' in my hood is like
N***as offered this some yellow brand, yellow puddin'
See I'm deep in the game, far from just havin' my foot in
You just actin' like a boy in the hood, Cuba Gooding
We be really ridin', we be really rollin' round the corner like
Blaow-b-bla-b-b-bla-blaooow, you don't wanna die
[Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer]
Swing down, sweet chariot stop
Don't let me die (Don't let me die)
Swing down, I don't wanna die
(I don't wanna die)(Let me die)
Swing down, (Spice, what's happenin?)
I don't wanna die, I (Aw you gotta swing down)
Swing down, (Q Bosilini in this bitch)
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die(I don't wanna die)

[Verse 2: Q Bosilini]
Yo everybody want Heaven but nobody know the Lord (The Lord)
I see the signs of the times that they ignored (They ignored)
Fast hoes and this money got they full attention (Ugh)
Half my schoolmates dead or either in the prison (Damn)
But some we're beamed up, holed up with Jesus (Jesus)
They couldn't strap on my side, they leave you clean cut (Baow)
And, bitch, it ain't no love, love would take advantage
Steal from ya, fuck ya over, yeah ya own family (Nah)
Some of 'em did grammy, some slang to mothafuckas (Hehe)
Sold to an undercover, told on his own brother (Man)
Ay pussy how I gut you, the world better without ya
Catch ya at the red light with ya bass poundin'
Stay on your P, potna, peace ain't cheap, potna
Really fake as fuck, at the same time in these streets, potna
Nintey degress and I still got the heater on me
AIn't tryna die been a while since I've seen the preacher, homie
[Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer]
Swing down, sweet chariot stop
Don't let me die (Don't let me die)
Swing down, I don't wanna die
(I don't wanna die)(Let me die)
Swing down, I don't wanna die, I (Yeah)
Swing down (You gotta swing down)
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

[Verse 3: Worldwide]
Look, look
Livin' everyday like it's my last and I won't answer
If I don't like the question asked, man, what they talkin' 'bout?
Blind from that lone star, worldwide showin' nekked ass
Like a pornstar, let my nuts hang, while I swang, bitch, I'm so hard
Think you seeing eye, n***a, you out ya mind
Hold up, roll up, po up came from nothin'
Now you know us, Devil on us cuttin' corners, n***as tryna make it home
Laws don't wanna see that happen, if I roll it know it strong
What you on, bidness on my phone, bitches on my phone
All that, that wood [?]
N***as front and fall back they switched up could've called that
On some psychic shit, thangs I used to love don't even like that shit
High as I can get, eyes always low but never blinded shit
Worldwide, nawf east side, deuce dime, she still timeless while yo time tick
Please hop off my dick, bitches gravitate to fly shit
Tryna live forever, n***a
[Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer]
Swing down, sweet chariot stop
(Sweet) don't let me die
(You gotta swing down) Swing down
I don't wanna die (Let me die) (I don't wanna die)
Swing down, I don't wanna die, I (Oh oh)
Swing down, I don't wanna die, (Yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna die

[Outro: Spice 1]
Yeah, man, Pimp
I can't believe you gone my n***a
You know the first thing I seen
After I got shot that night and woke up in the hospital, man
First thing I seen was you on the news, man
At the Mondrian, they said my homeboy was dead
But you know what?
But you ain't dead, homie