"Going In" as written by Alexander Junior Grant and Jason D. Harrow....
Let the beat control your body,
Let the beat control your body,
Let the beat control your body,
Let the beat control your body

[Repeat: x16]
What, what, what

Eh yo, You can feel the adrenaline,
Fire threw your ventricle,
Your bodies unsettled,
Gold medal tell the press I am the first one threw,
Dem niggers running the last lap im untying my shoe,

Taking flicks with my fans like Britney on coke,
? watching rappers get yoked,
Kon' love it when I rap this,
It make it easier for anyone on konvict to keep getting paid,
We like Loui in comparison to Gucii from cannal,
Like a dark skin Amex compared to pay pal,
Eh gal turn around see the man I'm in the back,
Eyes low wit the custom made blue jays hat,
That's my people,
Makes these little punks get tight,
Laugh hard cause we showing your flaws like black light,
I ain't never begged nobody for nothing in my life,
Trust me I'm quick to make a crack smoker my wife,

I'm going in,
Going,
Going,
Going,
I'm going in,
Going,
Going,
Going,
I'm going in,

Some day I have more ? then L-D
I curb your enthusiasm precisely,
New york got me more then Spike lee,
Cause I leave nicks on your face if you spite me,
Talk I take it lightly, I'm the Crocidle hunter
Walker dangerous places Crikey,
Who got more cheques Stripes or Nike,
Whoever it be see me rocking that nightly,
The launch pad man take off your nighty,
I ain't like turna I keep all my wife beat-er
? got the nine milli-me, I'm a big man all these cats are mini mes,
Scratch that dey mini thems even with 40 percent of me
They cant drop these gems
Ask me who's my top 10
I'm a mention myself, My shadow, My fame and no more men

I'm going in,
Going,
Going,
Going,
I'm going in,
Going,
Going,
Going,
I'm going in,

Eh yo, Our proof is in the whip,
One hand on the wheel,
One eye on the law,
Ten dreams for the steal, I don't need street cred
I'm street readily available,
Favorable put all your money on the table,
Bet what you got and I bet your gonna flop
Cause ain't nobody gon' listen to you outside of your block
I'm outside of your dot in the benzel taxi
15 stacks don't bother get at me,
Tough guy talks seems so paseh,
That's french for Fuck off, vocabulary classeh
Lurks still living in this day,
Niggers claim they the shit I cant seem em like charles ray,
Aint nobody coming close to ours,
Don't get offend my nigger they just bars,
Close your legs girl ? they just ours,
Tomorrow they be gone like Sars

I'm going in,
Going,
Going,
Going,
I'm going in,
Going,
Going,
Going,
I'm going in,

Let the beat control your body,
Let the beat control your body,
Let the beat control your body.


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"Going In" as written by Alexander Grant Jason Harrow

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