| Song | Going In - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Kardinal Offishall |
| Album | Not 4 Sale |
| 作曲 : Grant, 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, | |
| What, What, | |
| What, (x16) | |
| Ayo, You can feel the adrenaline, | |
| Fire threw your ventricle,your bodies unsettled, | |
| Gold medal tell the press i am the first one through, | |
| Dem niggers running the last lap im untying my shoe, | |
| Taking flicks with my fans like britney on coke, | |
| Salmonella six 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 louie in comparison to guchi from cannal, | |
| Like a dark skin amex compared to pay pal, | |
| Eh gal turn around see the man im in the back, | |
| Eyes low with 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 aint never begged nobody for nothing in my life, | |
| Trust me im quick to make a crack smoker my wife, | |
| ChorusIm going in, | |
| Going,going,going, | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going,Going, | |
| Going,Im going in, | |
| Some day i have more neurosis then | |
| LDI curb your enthusiam 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, | |
| Im the Crocodile hunter | |
| Walker dangerous places | |
| Crikey,Who got more checks | |
| Stripes or | |
| Nike,Whoever it be see me rocking that nightly, | |
| The launch pad man take off your nighty, | |
| I aint like turna i keep all my wife beat-er? got the nine milli-me, | |
| Im 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 | |
| Imma mention myself, | |
| My shadow, | |
| My fame and no more men | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going,going,going, | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going,Going, | |
| Going,Im 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 dont need street cred | |
| Im street readily available, | |
| Favourable put all your money on the table, | |
| Bet what you got and i bet your gonna flopcause aint nobody gon listen to you outside of your block | |
| Im outside of your dot in the benzel taxi15 stacks dont bother get at me, | |
| Tough guy talks seems so passe, | |
| Thats french for | |
| Fuck off, vocabulary class-ay | |
| Lurks still living in this day, | |
| Niggers claim they the shiti cant see, | |
| I'm like charles ray, | |
| Aint nobody coming close to oursdont get affend my nigger they just bars,close your legs girl? they just ours, | |
| Tomorrow they be gone like | |
| SARsIm going in, | |
| Going,going,going, | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going,Going, | |
| Going,Im going in, | |
| Let the beat control your body, | |
| Let the beat control your body, | |
| Let the beat control your body. |
| zuò qǔ : Grant, 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, | |
| What, What, | |
| What, x16 | |
| Ayo, You can feel the adrenaline, | |
| Fire threw your ventricle, your bodies unsettled, | |
| Gold medal tell the press i am the first one through, | |
| Dem niggers running the last lap im untying my shoe, | |
| Taking flicks with my fans like britney on coke, | |
| Salmonella six 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 louie in comparison to guchi from cannal, | |
| Like a dark skin amex compared to pay pal, | |
| Eh gal turn around see the man im in the back, | |
| Eyes low with 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 aint never begged nobody for nothing in my life, | |
| Trust me im quick to make a crack smoker my wife, | |
| ChorusIm going in, | |
| Going, going, going, | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going, Going, | |
| Going, Im going in, | |
| Some day i have more neurosis then | |
| LDI curb your enthusiam 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, | |
| Im the Crocodile hunter | |
| Walker dangerous places | |
| Crikey, Who got more checks | |
| Stripes or | |
| Nike, Whoever it be see me rocking that nightly, | |
| The launch pad man take off your nighty, | |
| I aint like turna i keep all my wife beater? got the nine millime, | |
| Im 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 | |
| Imma mention myself, | |
| My shadow, | |
| My fame and no more men | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going, going, going, | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going, Going, | |
| Going, Im 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 dont need street cred | |
| Im street readily available, | |
| Favourable put all your money on the table, | |
| Bet what you got and i bet your gonna flopcause aint nobody gon listen to you outside of your block | |
| Im outside of your dot in the benzel taxi15 stacks dont bother get at me, | |
| Tough guy talks seems so passe, | |
| Thats french for | |
| Fuck off, vocabulary classay | |
| Lurks still living in this day, | |
| Niggers claim they the shiti cant see, | |
| I' m like charles ray, | |
| Aint nobody coming close to oursdont get affend my nigger they just bars, close your legs girl? they just ours, | |
| Tomorrow they be gone like | |
| SARsIm going in, | |
| Going, going, going, | |
| Im going in, | |
| Going, Going, | |
| Going, Im going in, | |
| Let the beat control your body, | |
| Let the beat control your body, | |
| Let the beat control your body. |