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Bring back the summer days

Ugh, campfires and late nights, bumping tunes by the great lakes 
It's plus 20 on this late night, I'm 20-plus I lived a great

Yah yah its lit JJ JJ  Glock its lit fuck you bitch yah lets go
(chrous)
Who you messin with boy? ill beat you ill hit your head
I dont think you

and bring it right back to me
Throw yo' back out
Bust it down and bring it right back to me
Throw yo' back out
Bust it down and bring it right back to me

on the box
We got Runts all ina wood
I think I'm ready for takeoff
Remember working hard
Had to get it out the mud
Still I'm blessed but ain't mad
Because it

It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door
Like death was knockin'

You bring me up, you bring me down
You bring me summer then you take it back
You bring me up, you bring me down
I wonder what's the reason to it

You

to get it back, I’m in my old habits
Blue dot on his face, I shot it up I feel like JJ Redick
Imma keep on flexing, who gon’ stop me til the very end?
Imma

도대체 그까짓 돈이 뭔데 
난 돈이 사람 죽이는 거 봤네 
습한 지하방에 I ain't going back 
날 시험한 신에게 이젠 pay back 
빛이 안보이던 dark 이제는 I deserve it 
전엔 아무것도 할 수 없었잖아 man 
감히 닿으려

The Battle of Evermore

Page & Plant

No Quarter

1994

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

the side they let it rip, bey blades
If i’m hungry send her up to JJ’s
And my bae beige
Fuck me good
She gon’ need a pay raise
Bitch it’s pay day
Everytime

it's so hard here
More money bring more tears
Don't come here ghost live here
Same s*** just a different diaper
If she bad I might wife her
Deep in her

Okwunda on the beat
Yeah
Yeah (W-W-Wonder)

The devils chain 'round my neck has been broken
Soul stolen, but got it back thanks to Heavens Father
Now

Microphone Preem

Slaughterhouse

PRhyme

2014

you rockin' to
Call a spade a spade, nigga try to follow suit
I'm tryna murder the microphone
Bring it back to life, I murder that microphone
Too

It's Killa
It's a Toronto ting (It's Killa)
Telling em' bring that, bring that cash
You know we flip that, flip that bag
Bring that, bring that cash

Turn up my mic
Yeah!
Cali
Let's go
Whoa
Bring it, Bring it back
Yeah, Bring the beat back
You know this shit slap
You know this shit slap
Ima throw

the meaning

If you drive
Then we'll be fine
Paralysed by the lights

And I been thinking 'bout things for a while
How nothing's been the same since a child
Who

Don't Cry Dry Your Eyes

Fugees

Bootleg Versions

1996

[Wyclef (Lauryn Hill)] 
Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp uh! Ah!) 
Yo, It never stops, what?! 
We comin' back! (Murder that boy!)

heavyweighters 
Entertaining innovators (yeah) 
Bring that track back selectah (bring it back) 
Supreme neck protectors 
Don't get wet up we fed up 
You better

loose
I feel like the Natives we never have truce
Gunshots and violence it flows through my roots
Step on our toes that's a dangerous move
Speaking bout

regular

JJ the biggest who bigger than she?
Snapping at bitches like I'm powered by phlee
Not going to talk about it
You going to have to see
They thought

Damn oh yeah
I like that
Back in the mocha fuckin building man lemme get situated so I can do this beat something disgusting you feel me?
Its JJ

Take it back (take it back)
Take it all back (take it all back)
Give me all that (so give me all that)

Take it back to the days when the sun

Home (KOD)

Playboi Carti

Die Lit

2018

Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it
Bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it
Bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it
Bring

Gotta bring it back
Gotta bring it back
Gotta bring it back
Gotta bring it back
Bring it back to the love
Bring it back to the love
Gotta bring it