| Yeah, from tryin' to get over to flyin' overseas
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| I don’t understand it all, but I know who oversees
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| I’m in the sky lookin' down at the Pacific Ocean
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| Hopin' the Father’s arms are open for the broke and hopeless
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| Touch down, all around is the evidence
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| His power takes precedence over all of these elements
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| Blue seas, cool breeze under palm trees
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| Spirit calls me as I’m readin' through Psalm 3
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| We don’t know much 'bout the place we hope we’ll all be
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| All we, heard about heaven is it’s beyond dreams
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| Set your heart on above, that’s what the Word say
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| But we don’t know a thing about it except our hearsay
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| Hear-say, clear lay, I play with word form
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| But with the Word I ain’t playin' like some benchwarmers
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| Revelation 21 and Psalm 11:4
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| And Luke 20:36, gon' get it for 'em
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| I ain’t gotta get myself together cause He already fixed me up
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| And I’m going in, I’m going in
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| No I don’t have to pack no bags, fill up on gas
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| He’s already got my pass, yeah, yeah
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| And I’m going in
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| Yeah, I’m going in, I promise ain’t nothin' stoppin' me
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| Biblical prophecy shaping up my theology
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| And I don’t live for the money, give it all away
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| Hey where I’m goin' I know it can’t follow anyway
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| I’m tryin' to live in the image I was created in
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| Earth was perfect, He said it’ll be that way again
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| Then, we’ll be really dancing with the stars
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| I might just hang out on the Moon, take a trip to Mars
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| Ours, will be a new Heaven, new Earth
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| A new life inherited through a new birth
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| It’s new mountains, new sky, and some new seas
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| A new body where I can do plenty new things
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| The deaf hear, and the blind see a new scene
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| And everyone is in the presence of the true King
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| No fears, no tears, just cheers
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| For the Father, Son, and Spirit, you can hear us getting near
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| (I'm cool y’alll I got my pass) I’m going in and
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| Swoope is chucking deuces, peace to this life of Hell
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| I get peace through the gates of Heaven
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| I’m too geeked, I get life as well
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| As soon as I get home my faith is evince
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| I know it was Your plan to carry me
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| Through this World it’s cold man, you garried me
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| I’m dead to the old man, I buried me
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| The bridegroom now holds hands and marries me
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| I’m sick of this single life
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| The weight weighs, over time
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| I’m sick of regina knights
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| Sick of just walking blind
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| Sick of the shingles life
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| Livin' in the shades
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| When the burden I need is light
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| The burden you give is life
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| Ready to move on up, lookin' for Weezie’s life
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| Where I’m livin' is prison, I’m sick of the wheezy life
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| In jail with no pen pals
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| I’m ready to soldier through glory, Denzel |