Lyrics:
Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and its
Who brings the flavor?
That's me, that's me
Who brings the flavor? That's me i got it
Oh no, it's a scandal
I drop upon the mic like an anvil
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
to come on out and deal with this
Next time they bring up the Gods, you gon' respect us
That lil' vest ain't gonna do you, I shoot from neck up
I ain't
the balance back
Bring it back
At last, the sun is shining
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his
the balance back
Bring it back
At last, the sun is shining
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his
Bring Me..(Down)
Ya'll Will Never Bring Me Down
Ya Never Bring Me Down
Ya Never Bring Me Down
Ya Never (Bring Me Down)
I'm Surrounded By Nothing But
Though I walk through the valley, they know
That's a different text
In the gym with the Jim Crowe
That's a different flex
Whether black, white, or red
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
limit we gon drive back to the hood,
they go out sad they mama's mad cause we just up the score by two.
my heart was black cause they done teach some
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
black in this white man's world - and all I heard was
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where to go, no
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
By any means we that
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
Don't leave me
Don't you bring me down
Don't leave me
Don't you bring me down
Black and brown, I see colors changing
Red ties, white lies,
Ayo
Guess who's back
Alright alright
Quiet down, quiet down
The legend of Matt Bail is about to step to the mic
Matt Bail
Joey C
B Crowe
You know
Fuck up
There he go (woo)
Watch out for them folks, how they roll
Take your soul, Lord, have mercy, pray for me, I'm black man (yuh)
There they
we all kings, but there's one god
There's one Allah, there's one Jah, bless
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them pussy ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring
should sommer bell Youngsta to bring the cape
Even though I take losses I've seen my hustle grow
It separates the gladiators from the Russell Crowes
Look
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
bang 'cause I'm behind bars
And rearrange DNA, play like God
I bring it back
Back to life, back to life
Back to life, back to life
Back to life,
(Crowe got that bag)
(Can you turn this up?)
When you say you love me, do you mean it?
If I went broke would you stay or would you leave me?
through your arteries to bring you to your knees
I think he's dyin' black
I got the track to send you silly ass niggaz back
Snatch you hoe, stab you
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes
Oh oh Oh, ah ah ah ah
Bring it back,
Bring it back,
behind with what could be
Chorus
Bring me a higher love
Give me a higher love oh oh
Bring me a higher love
Rasta love
Rasta love
Is what we are dreaming
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