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

When sorrow sang softly and sweet So let me out of it Out of the cold To bring back light and hope for all And so if I could get you in Just for a little while Into the songs of sorrow You might understand Where am I now

I tell her, "Bring it back" (what) Flexing with all the racks (flex) Nigga, you bald cap (cap) I'm in the 'Bach back (back) Why would you lie to me? (lie) She wanna ride with me (skrrt) I got the Bentley B (B) You could come flex with me (flex) You know

It's my last name I learned how to write it When I first started school Passed down from generations Too far back to trace I can see all my relations When I look into my face May never make it famous But I'll never bring it shame

You know how we roll nigga bring the noise Y'all don't wanna fuck with them boys Come on dog put away them toys 'Cause I'm a put in a clip and you'll get yours I smell pussy Smell pussy I'm a take it back to the shit talkin', slick talkin' Slap a nigga

Doo wop a doo wop, shoopi doobi doo wop All night long She give me Katchi Well, well, well It's been such a long day I'm kinda tired, bring your soothing arms my way My back is achin' and my body sore Don't stop, honey, you know that I want more Oh

I'm about to lose my mind You’ve been gone for so long, I’m runnin' outta time I need a doctor, call me a doctor I need a doctor, doctor to bring me back to life I told the world one day I would pay it back Say it on tape, and lay it, record it so that

Bring it to an end Hell's rolling with you Riding on your back Harvest of terror We all shall fade to black Fields of depression The wounds that never mend The final solution

And woke up alone And it's all because I dreamt of you What a wonderful tone To bring you back home My nose is burning Too much cocaine Got caught in Brooklyn With gasoline backed up with cellophane I'm in need of moderation

Can you be appeased? Can you bring it all back to me? Bring it all back to me It's all that I want I'd been carving you To see what form you'd take You were hiding in ivory I just wanted to free you shape Bringing me down, its too quiet to breathe Who