Lyrics:
Swing low
Sweet chariot
Gonna pick us up
You got to swing low
Sweet chariot
If you're gonna pick us up
Bring us all back home
Bring us all back home
you god for the blessings that you bring to the family
All I ask is for you to throw them blessings right at me
So that I can turn the power into poison
back
Bring the old folks, the young folks, and all folks together
Just bring the people back
Bring the family back [Bring the family back, bring
Mention one of my niggas again
And you'll taste salt
Blood in your mouth, nigga
Dick in your spouse, nigga
Just give me a reason to
Bring them things back
up like a claw to alien
Relatives came straight from Acadia
I'm a gorgeous motherfucker with a faded cut
Girl bring that ass back like a fakie, huh
behind
Bring it home to me, bring that ass home to me
If you ever press rewind, I got a button on my mind
Bring that ass home to me, home to me
Cuz girl
slithering by
You do not need them and neither do I
People gone talk I don't care what they say
We're only human we all make mistakes
We argue we fuss and we
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me (Hey)
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't
fall in love with me
I got my four fingers all up in the air
She back it up while I pull her by the hair
I had a long week I don't really care
Been
Sometimes I'm struggling
My mind racing
My tongue tripping
To bring me back
At all the straws, I'm grasping
My muscles burning
My bones weary
and diplomats
Got rappers and Russians who don't pay tax
These cards are stacked and this is out crack
Rewind, pull it, now bring it all back
Rewind, pull it, now
I'm Up from the dead alive
Evenge all I inspire the kids of the future coming up defiant
Here to stay for the team take back what I am
Every day for
two times with a clap
Tell ‘em to bring it back
Tell ‘em to bring it back
When I step up in the spot that's a wrap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I
a polo
She call me daddy e quer o meu colo
Yoh, wearing Adidas and bring all the box
You won’t see me coming so now better run
Shoot all the game coz I got
Spoken:
All these wise guys trying to put us down
We gonna bring 'em on in
An' bring 'em on home
Sings:
See them stumbling by the way side
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
on a nigga, ignoring all my calls
The crazy part is I still feel for the bitch
I think about her more when the sun start to fall
I can hear her voice in the way
wanna dem bring you poison
So I roll by myself and that I carry my (bit)
You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (lip)
So empty your
Tell me why do I feel like this
I'm conflicted by these feelings
Man it always is
Full pain that turn to strength
So Ima make it back home
But till I
oh,
all y'all fuck-niggas gon' have to bring it!
Chorus
Verse 3: JT Money
Back in yo' ass, it's the Clan
Spreadin' like a virus, backed by
the demons who brought the end
From demons who will bring the end Return to square One
We have mastered The art of degradation
Chemistry of disease When all
the ups
And downs and the storms yeah
Bring back your trophy
Bring back your trophy
Bring it back home
Bring it back home
Bring it back home
Bring it back
I'm wanting all of the smoke (Smoke)
Promise to never to choke (Choke)
I got the game by the throat (Throat)
So tell a man, who wanna go
Tell a man who
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
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