Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sean Kingston
Sean Kingston
Vocals
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
Soul II Soul
Soul II Soul
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kisean Anderson
Kisean Anderson
Songwriter
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
Songwriter
Claude Kelly
Claude Kelly
Songwriter
Trevor Beresford Romeo
Trevor Beresford Romeo
Songwriter
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Paul Hooper
Paul Hooper
Songwriter
Simon Law
Simon Law
Songwriter
Soul II Soul
Soul II Soul
Songwriter
Jacob Luttrell
Jacob Luttrell
Songwriter
Marty James Garton
Marty James Garton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
Producer
Gelly Kusuma
Gelly Kusuma
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Ernesto David Jr. Shaw, Paul Andrew Hooper, Caron Melina Wheeler, Kenneth Ifill, Mary J. Blige, Simon Alban Law, Trevor Beresford Romeo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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