Back 2 Life (Live It Up)
Steady, are you ready?
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
Going through a dark place, dark time
And I couldn't even see the light
Had my back up against the wall
I was feeling like do or die
But what don't kill me make me stronger
I know it's gon' be alright
So we celebrating tonight
Yo we celebrating love tonight
The time is now
Gotta make it count
So before we die
Let's go all out
We gotta live it up, up, up
Champagne in my cup, cup, cup
DJ turn it up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Now we gotta live it up, up, up
You know we don't give a what, what, what
So till my time's up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Back to life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
All the tears and all of the prayers
Every single one, they are short lived
So the love I'm givin' back to y'all
Is bigger than the whole country
From England, to Japan, to Jamaica
To right down to M.I.A.
We don't stop, we go hard
Let's get it in 'cause we young and free
The time is now
Gotta make it count
So before we die
Let's go all out
We gotta live it up, up, up
Champagne in my cup, cup, cup
DJ turn it up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Now we gotta live it up, up, up
You know we don't give a what, what, what
So till my time's up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Back to life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
(Here's the king)
Okay, them suckers tried to bury me
Jesus had to carry me
Middle finger to the reaper
Nigga ain't no scaring me
Apparently you don't understand who I am
(I'm who I am)
It's Trouble man, 100 grand in my pan
We gon' drop these hard tops
Flip to 7-8 blocks
Maseraties, Ferraris that money y'all payback
President stop me, imagine if I say that
Still shining on
I'm gonna make them haters put their shades on
When tragedy strikes, I struck back
They told me to roll over and die
Who does that?
Left a nigga for dead, come back to life
I guess this is me ballin' in the afterlife
Let's get it
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
We gotta live it up, up, up
Champagne in my cup, cup, cup
DJ turn it up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Now we gotta live it up, up, up
You know we don't give a what, what, what
So till my time's up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Back to life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
Going through a dark place, dark time
And I couldn't even see the light
Had my back up against the wall
I was feeling like do or die
But what don't kill me make me stronger
I know it's gon' be alright
So we celebrating tonight
Yo we celebrating love tonight
The time is now
Gotta make it count
So before we die
Let's go all out
We gotta live it up, up, up
Champagne in my cup, cup, cup
DJ turn it up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Now we gotta live it up, up, up
You know we don't give a what, what, what
So till my time's up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Back to life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
All the tears and all of the prayers
Every single one, they are short lived
So the love I'm givin' back to y'all
Is bigger than the whole country
From England, to Japan, to Jamaica
To right down to M.I.A.
We don't stop, we go hard
Let's get it in 'cause we young and free
The time is now
Gotta make it count
So before we die
Let's go all out
We gotta live it up, up, up
Champagne in my cup, cup, cup
DJ turn it up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Now we gotta live it up, up, up
You know we don't give a what, what, what
So till my time's up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Back to life
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
(Here's the king)
Okay, them suckers tried to bury me
Jesus had to carry me
Middle finger to the reaper
Nigga ain't no scaring me
Apparently you don't understand who I am
(I'm who I am)
It's Trouble man, 100 grand in my pan
We gon' drop these hard tops
Flip to 7-8 blocks
Maseraties, Ferraris that money y'all payback
President stop me, imagine if I say that
Still shining on
I'm gonna make them haters put their shades on
When tragedy strikes, I struck back
They told me to roll over and die
Who does that?
Left a nigga for dead, come back to life
I guess this is me ballin' in the afterlife
Let's get it
Back to life, back to reality
Back to life, back to reality
We gotta live it up, up, up
Champagne in my cup, cup, cup
DJ turn it up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Now we gotta live it up, up, up
You know we don't give a what, what, what
So till my time's up, up, up
Bring me back to life, back to life
Back to life
Credits
Writer(s): Ernesto David Jr. Shaw, Paul Andrew Hooper, Caron Melina Wheeler, Kenneth Ifill, Mary J. Blige, Simon Alban Law, Trevor Beresford Romeo
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