Lecrae - Going In Lyrics
(feat. Swoope)Yeah, from tryin' to get over to flyin' overseasI don't understand it all, but I know who overseesI'm in the sky lookin' down at the Pacific OceanHopin' the Father's arms are open for the broke and hopelessTouch down, all around is the evidenceHis power takes precedence over all of these elementsBlue seas, cool breeze under palm treesSpirit calls me as I'm readin' through Psalm 3We don't know much 'bout the place we hope we'll all beAll we, heard about heaven is it's beyond dreamsSet your heart on above, that's what the Word sayBut we don't know a thing about it except our hearsayHear-say, clear lay, I play with word formBut with the Word I ain't playin' like some benchwarmersRevelation 21 and Psalm 11:4And Luke 20:36, gon' get it for 'emI ain't gotta get myself together 'cause He already fixed me upAnd I'm going in, I'm going inNo I don't have to pack no bags, fill up on gasHe's already got my bags, yeah, yeahAnd I'm going inYeah, I'm going in, I promise ain't nothin' stoppin' meBiblical prophecy shaping up my theologyAnd I don't live for the money, give it all awayHey where I'm goin' I know it can't follow anywayI'm tryin' to live in the image I was created inEarth was perfect, He said it'll be that way againThen, we'll be really dancing with the starsI might just hang out on the Moon, take a trip to MarsOurs, will be a new Heaven, new EarthA new life inherited through a new birthIt's new mountains, new sky, and some new seasA new body where I can do plenty new thingsThe deaf hear, and the blind see a new sceneAnd everyone is in the presence of the true KingNo fears, no tears, just cheersFor the Father, Son, and Spirit, you can hear us getting nearI ain't gotta get myself together 'cause He already fixed me upAnd I'm going in, I'm going inNo I don't have to pack no bags, fill up on gasHe's already got my bags, yeah, yeahAnd I'm going in(I'm cool y'alll I got my pass) I'm going in andSwoope is chunking deuces, peace to this life of HellI get peace through the gates of HeavenI'm too geeked, I get life as wellAs soon as I get home my faith is evinceI know it was Your plan to carry meThrough this World it's cold man, you garried meI'm dead to the old man, I buried meThe bridegroom now holds hands and marries meI'm sick of this single lifeThe weight weighs, over timeI'm sick of regina knightsSick of just walking blind Sick of the singles lifeLivin' in the shades when the burden I need is lightThe burden you give is lifeReady to move on up, lookin' for Weezy's lifeWhere I'm livin' is prison, I'm sick of the wheezy lifeIn jail with no pen palsI'm ready to soldier through glory, DenzelI ain't gotta get myself together 'cause He already fixed me upAnd I'm going in, I'm going inNo I don't have to pack no bags, fill up on gasHe's already got my bags, yeah, yeahAnd I'm going in
