It makes you feel like your in a hallway robust with angel dust Reality I wake up to, my old dad once told me "How you live your life is all on you, son
" She thanked me for my kindness Turned and walked away Swing low, swing low Sweet angel face Why would such a simple child Come to such a place? I think about them all
Flying over to the golden state Oh, when the pilot told me us in thirteen minutes He was headin' at the terminal gate Swing low sweet chariot, come
to carry me home A band of angels comin' after me Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet
twenty bars, I demonstrate Beat this down the block and you'll be like G's Movin' on up like George and Louise On the low, in the cut, all about my cheese
have chained up all the doors And switched up all the locks And how many times have I prayed The angels would speed me away Dream with the feathers of angels
coming for to carry me home A band of angels coming after me coming for to carry me home Swing low sweet chariot coming for to carry me home Swing low
not soon Because you know, a player never really knows When the angel of death come knocking at his door So swing low, chariot swing But life must end, like all
'm comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me, carry me home Swing low
pain Swing high, swing low Dance, dance in the pouring pain Girl, rock to that or rock alone Dance, dance angel for me Dance angel with me, so painful to be Angel
had a party flying over to the Golden State When the pilot told me in thirteen minutes He would set us at the terminal gate Swing low chariot, come
fears (Ohh) Pop culture prophets playing in my ears Angels and demons inside of me Saviors and satans all around me Angels and demons inside of me (And demons) All
giving you everything (I m giving you everything) all that joy (all that joy can bring) can bring this I swear (yes I swear) and all that I want from you (all
for to carry me home A band of angels coming after me Coming for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Coming for to carry me home Swing low, sweet
la carte Flyin' over to the Golden State And the pilot told us in thirteen minutes He would send us to the terminal gate Ah swing low chariot come down
I'm condemned No rest, homicidal dreams My cellmate, all he do is scream Out loud how he wants to go home That's funny, I'm here all alone Locked, in
[Chorus:] Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin' for to carry me home; Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin' for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, And WHAT
carte, Flying over to the Golden State; When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes We'd be headin' in the terminal gate. Swing low sweet chariot, come