And I wonder what it's been like Man in the mirror, my hero 'Cause I've been on my own Or at least that's what it feels like Wanna get back right with ya When I think I'm bad like Michael He bring me back down to Tito It's written all over my face One of

Oh, oh, oh, oh ‘Cause I'm bringing you back to life ‘Cause I'm bringing you back to life (back) It's a feeling that won't disappear And you're bringing me back to life (back) I was looking for something that I couldn't find It's a feeling you give me

Fully, completely Bring me back in shackles Exonerate me Hang me long out in the sun Forget about me I recommend measures for ending it Lover, she simply slammed the door She said, "You're going to miss me Wait and you'll see"

Throw that money in the air and say yeah Throw that money in one hand and say yeah And say yeah In the back of the club with a stack full a dubs Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up All my dogs up in here, plus there's hoes everywhere

You do the talkin' I'll do the driving, you get us going Play us a summer song that she knows and I'll find a spot, I'll pull it over You slow it down and I'll pull her closer I'll find the moon and you bring the backbeat You set the mood, we'll dance in

I'll never leave you behind Or treat you unkind I know you understand And with a tear in my eye Give me the sweetest goodbye That I ever did receive Pushing forward and arching back Bring me closer to heart attack Say goodbye and just fly away

You lot! What? Don't you ever stop long enough to start? Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move y'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man

Bitch, you gon' die, hoe They be actin' for a fuckin' bitch I'm 'bout to shoot this bitch Out of the way kids Bitch, I smoked crack, now I count fucking racks Back to the smack, lickin' the powder bags Back on my bullshit, white bands, scoof it Three in

And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the

I'm gonna bring it on home, now I'm gonna bring it on home to you I done bought my ticket, I got my load Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard" Take my seat and ride way back And watch this train move down the track I think about the good times I once