Going In - Lecrae, Swoope

Yeah, from tryin' to get over to flyin' overseas

I don’t understand it all, but I know who oversees

I’m in the sky lookin' down at the Pacific Ocean

Hopin' the Father’s arms are open for the broke and hopeless

Touch down, all around is the evidence

His power takes precedence over all of these elements

Blue seas, cool breeze under palm trees

Spirit calls me as I’m readin' through Psalm 3

We don’t know much 'bout the place we hope we’ll all be

All we, heard about heaven is it’s beyond dreams

Set your heart on above, that’s what the Word say

But we don’t know a thing about it except our hearsay

Hear-say, clear lay, I play with word form

But with the Word I ain’t playin' like some benchwarmers

Revelation 21 and Psalm 11:4

And Luke 20:36, gon' get it for 'em

I ain’t gotta get myself together cause He already fixed me up

And I’m going in, I’m going in

No I don’t have to pack no bags, fill up on gas

He’s already got my pass, yeah, yeah

And I’m going in

Yeah, I’m going in, I promise ain’t nothin' stoppin' me

Biblical prophecy shaping up my theology

And I don’t live for the money, give it all away

Hey where I’m goin' I know it can’t follow anyway

I’m tryin' to live in the image I was created in

Earth was perfect, He said it’ll be that way again

Then, we’ll be really dancing with the stars

I might just hang out on the Moon, take a trip to Mars

Ours, will be a new Heaven, new Earth

A new life inherited through a new birth

It’s new mountains, new sky, and some new seas

A new body where I can do plenty new things

The deaf hear, and the blind see a new scene

And everyone is in the presence of the true King

No fears, no tears, just cheers

For the Father, Son, and Spirit, you can hear us getting near

(I'm cool y’alll I got my pass) I’m going in and

Swoope is chucking deuces, peace to this life of Hell

I get peace through the gates of Heaven

I’m too geeked, I get life as well

As soon as I get home my faith is evince

I know it was Your plan to carry me

Through this World it’s cold man, you garried me

I’m dead to the old man, I buried me

The bridegroom now holds hands and marries me

I’m sick of this single life

The weight weighs, over time

I’m sick of regina knights

Sick of just walking blind

Sick of the shingles life

Livin' in the shades

When the burden I need is light

The burden you give is life

Ready to move on up, lookin' for Weezie’s life

Where I’m livin' is prison, I’m sick of the wheezy life

In jail with no pen pals

I’m ready to soldier through glory, Denzel