Luyện nghe bài hát Going In

(Lecrae feat. Swoope)

Yeah, from tryin' to get to flyin' overseas
I don't understand it all, but I know who
I'm in the sky lookin' down at the Ocean
Hopin' the Father's arms are open for the and hopeless
down, all around is the evidence
His power takes precedence over all of these
Blue seas, cool breeze under trees
calls me as I'm readin' through Psalm 3
We know much 'bout the place we hope we'll all be
All we, heard about heaven is it's beyond
Set your heart on above, that's the Word say
But we know a thing about it except our hearsay
Hear-say, clear lay, I play with form
But with the Word I ain't playin' like benchwarmers
21 and Psalm 11: 4
And Luke 20: 36, get it for 'em

I ain't gotta get myself 'cause He already fixed me up
And I'm going in, I'm in
No I don't have to no bags, fill up on gas
He's got my bags, yeah, yeah
And I'm in

Yeah, I'm going in, I promise ain't nothin' me
Biblical shaping up my theology
And I don't live for the money, it all away
Hey where I'm goin' I know it can't anyway
I'm tryin' to in the image I was created in
was perfect, He said it'll be that way again
Then, we'll be dancing with the stars
I might just hang out on the Moon, take a to Mars
Ours, will be a new Heaven, new
A new inherited through a new birth
It's new mountains, new sky, and some new
A new body where I can do new things
The deaf hear, and the blind see a new
And everyone is in the presence of the true
No fears, no tears, just
For the Father, Son, and Spirit, you can us getting near

I ain't gotta get myself together 'cause He fixed me up
And I'm in, I'm going in
No I have to pack no bags, fill up on gas
already got my bags, yeah, yeah
And I'm in

(I'm y'alll I got my pass) I'm going in and
Swoope is deuces, peace to this life of Hell
I get peace the gates of Heaven
I'm too geeked, I get as well
As soon as I get home my is evince
I it was Your plan to carry me
this World it's cold man, you garried me
I'm dead to the old man, I me
The now holds hands and marries me
I'm of this single life
The weight weighs, over
I'm sick of regina
of just walking blind
Sick of the singles
Livin' in the shades when the I need is light
The burden you is life
Ready to move on up, lookin' for life
Where I'm livin' is prison, I'm sick of the wheezy
In jail no pen pals
I'm to soldier through glory, Denzel

I ain't get myself together 'cause He already fixed me up
And I'm going in, I'm in
No I don't have to pack no bags, up on gas
He's got my bags, yeah, yeah
And I'm in