LYRICS
作词 : Kelly, Claude / Hooper, Nellee / Harris, Clifford J.
作曲 : Kelly, Claude / Hooper, Nellee / Harris, Clifford J.
(feat. T.I.)
Steady, are you ready?
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
Goin’ through a dark place, dark time
And I couldn’t even see the light (light)
Had my back up against the wall
I was feelin’ like do or die (die)
But what don’t kill me make me stronger
I know it’s gonna be alright (alright)
So we celebratin’ here tonight (tonight)
Yea we celebratin’ life tonight
The time is now
Gotta make it count
So before we die
Let’s go all out
We gotta live it up (up up up up)
Champagne in my cup (cup cup cup cup)
DJ turn it up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life, back 2 life
Yea we gotta live it up (up up up up)
You know we don’t give a what (what what what what)
So till my time’s up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life, back 2 life
Back 2 life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
All the tears and all of the prayers
Every single one of y’all showed me (showed me)
So the love I’m givin’ back to y’all
Is bigger than the whole country
From England, to Japan, to Jamaica
To right down to MIA
We don’t stop, we go hard
Let’s get it in cause we young and free
The time is now
Gotta make it count
So before we die
Let’s go all out
We gotta live it up (up up up up)
Champagne in my cup (cup cup cup cup)
DJ turn it up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life, back 2 life
Yea we gotta live it up (up up up up)
You know we don’t give a what (what what what what)
So till my time’s up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life, back 2 life
Back 2 life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
Here’s the king!
[T.I.]
OK, them suckas tried to bury me
Jesus had to carry me
Middle finger to the reaper, ***** ain’t no scarin’ me
Apparently, you don’t understand who I am (who I am)
It’s trouble man, hundred grand in my pants
Whippin’ dropheads hardtops fit to sell Maybach’s
Maserati’s, Ferrari’s, that money I don’t play by
Presidents stop me, imagine if I stay down
Still shinin’ on them make them haters pull they shades out
When tragedy strikes, I struck back
Lookin’ for me to roll over and die
Who does that?
Left a ***** for dead, come back to life
I guess this is me ballin’ in the afterlife
Let’s get it
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
We gotta live it up (up up up up)
Champagne in my cup (cup cup cup cup)
DJ turn it up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life, back 2 life
Yea we gotta live it up (up up up up)
You know we don’t give a what (what what what what)
So till my time’s up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life, back 2 life
Back 2 life