Bring It Back
M.E.G & N.E.R.A.K Lyrics
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Woke girly like induced labor
Hit it like a taper high on dro
African hyena, caviar gold
My eyes are slow
I'm off of that liquor
You can tell I'm a thug
Look at my cracked screen nigga
My Samsung, my iPhone, my Trackphone
They say he the man
But I can't stand
Men with long fingernails when they shake my hand
They stick their nails in your palm and squeeze hella hard
Like it's sharp fingernails longer than my broad
I had a broad named Ramona
Lived in Clearlake. But moved to Capitola
I never fucked her I promise that's on my dead homie
'Bout her money she love me, do anything for me
The DJ freeze and bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
The DJ freeze and bring it back
Ay, it's that East-coast capo
Main to El Paso been around the world
Like latitude across a map bro, is that so?
Bitch you don't wanna see me in rap mode
I'm Ivan Drago murder mics in front of packed shows
And smashed flows
Yo my life is like a movie or a Woodstock documentary the way I keeps it groovy
Rude, lewd, and amusing more raw than a plate of sushi in the kitchen when I'm cooking up
They call me Ratatouille, yours truly
I've been on tours smoking the best and hit every dispensary in the Pacific Northwest
I've been stoned ever since, got some brain cells missing but
I never let that shit interfere with ambition
It's Christian back on my mission of spitting with lyrics written wrapped up
Like a mummified ancient Egyptian, I'm hieroglyphically scripting my knowledge passionate wisdom
Yelling fuck the system till they go and lock me up in prison
I am a doper and I'm only partially trying
I'm masterful debater winning any argument I'm in
You could open up my chest and see the heart of a lion
Or open up my head and see why I'm in Arkham Asylum
A supervillain handling business to pay tuition
And the school of hard knocks, talk little but always listen
With a button down on like a young Peter Griffin
Let me get 'em
The DJ freeze and bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
The DJ freeze and bring it back
First I take it to the top and then I bring it back
Hit the road and make a lot and then I bring it back
Brought it right back to my block yeah I bring it back
When the DJ hit stop (yeah what you do?)
Bring it back no question that
I'm on my do or die shit, up all night shit
Start a riot, you should try it
Do you ever feel like flying?
You say that you at the top but I'm still, I'm still diamond
My stars are aligning and I get better over time
And the only thing on my mind is the pressure to make a diamond
And I'll be damned if I ever let 'em steal my shot
You cannot kill my vibe, you cannot break my stride
You cannot live this life unless you walk that line
Might not like what you find
They say forever we kind
I say it every time inside of every rhyme
That if you wanna go and get it it's a hell of a
Ride low in my city with the top down
Lord knows I'll be headed to the top now
Ride low in my city with the top down
Lord knows I'll be headed to the top now
Make it like ooh my son yeah hide now
My flow does not stop now
Got bars man for lockdown
They all want to talk now
Yeah my phone ring a lot now
Just let there be rock now
The DJ freeze and bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Bring it back, back, back, back, back, back, back
The DJ freeze and bring it back
In the song “Bring it back” by M.E.G & N.E.R.A.K, the lyrics reveal a lot about the singers’ mindset and lifestyle. The first verse begins with the artist saying that he is “seasoned about the green like a caper”. The green refers to marijuana and the artist is indicating that he is experienced with using it, just like a caper (an herb often used in seasoning) is experienced in enhancing flavors. He then compares his partner to someone who is waking up after induced labor, perhaps indicating that she is still groggy and not fully present. The artist then brags about his sexual prowess, comparing his stamina to a taper, a type of candle that burns slowly and evenly. He then makes a reference to caviar gold, which is expensive and exclusive, perhaps indicating that he enjoys the finer things in life.
In the second verse, the singer talks about being on tour and traveling extensively, highlighting his experience and success in the music industry. He boasts about being able to “murder mics” and entertain large crowds, comparing his performances to a movie or a Woodstock documentary. The artist indicates that he smokes marijuana regularly and is comfortable with using it to enhance his creativity. He emphasizes his intelligence and debating ability and compares himself to a lion, indicating that he is fearless and confident. The song concludes with a chorus that emphasizes the artist’s desire to succeed and bring positivity to his life and the lives of those around him.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm season about the green like a caper
I have an intense passion for money like a criminal
Woke girly like induced labor
I'm very alert and attentive
Hit it like a taper high on dro
I perform sexual acts with great intensity
African hyena, caviar gold
I have an aggressive and expensive lifestyle
My eyes are slow
I'm under the influence of drugs or alcohol
I'm off of that liquor
I'm not drinking alcohol right now
You can tell I'm a thug
My appearance and behavior suggest that I'm a criminal
Look at my cracked screen nigga
My phone screen is damaged
On my get dro
I'm focused on obtaining drugs
My Samsung, my iPhone, my Trackphone
I have multiple phones for various purposes
They say he the man
People see me as a leader or successful figure
But I can't stand
I dislike people who have a certain trait
Men with long fingernails when they shake my hand
It bothers me when men have long fingernails and shake my hand
They stick their nails in your palm and squeeze hella hard
Long-nailed men grip my hand too tightly
Like it's sharp fingernails longer than my broad
Their nails are longer than my fingers
I had a broad named Ramona
I used to know a woman named Ramona
Lived in Clearlake. But moved to Capitola
She used to live in Clearlake but moved to Capitola
I never fucked her I promise that's on my dead homie
I swear I didn't have sex with her
'Bout her money she love me, do anything for me
She was attracted to my wealth and would do anything for me
Ay, it's that East-coast capo
I'm a powerful figure from the East Coast
Main to El Paso been around the world
I've traveled extensively
Like latitude across a map bro, is that so?
I've traveled north and south like a line of latitude
Bitch you don't wanna see me in rap mode
Don't challenge me in a rap battle
I'm Ivan Drago murder mics in front of packed shows
I'm like the antagonist from Rocky IV, dominating rap performances
And smashed flows
I deliver rhymes with great force
Yo my life is like a movie or a Woodstock documentary the way I keeps it groovy
My life is like a film or concert, maintaining a cool attitude
Rude, lewd, and amusing
I'm crude and offensive, but entertaining
More raw than a plate of sushi in the kitchen when I'm cooking up
I'm more intense than raw sushi when I'm rapping
They call me Ratatouille, yours truly
They refer to me as Ratatouille, and it's true
I've been on tours smoking the best and hit every dispensary in the Pacific Northwest
I've been on tour smoking marijuana and visiting dispensaries
I've been stoned ever since, got some brain cells missing but
I've been consistently high, and it's affected my cognitive abilities
I never let that shit interfere with ambition
I still pursue my goals despite my drug use
It's Christian back on my mission of spitting with lyrics written wrapped up
I'm returning to my mission of rapping with my written verses
Like a mummified ancient Egyptian, I'm hieroglyphically scripting my knowledge passionate wisdom
Like an ancient Egyptian mummy, I'm using symbols to convey my knowledge and passion
Yelling fuck the system till they go and lock me up in prison
I'm critical of society and will continue to be despite consequences
I am a doper and I'm only partially trying
I'm someone who uses drugs and is giving partial effort
I'm masterful debater winning any argument I'm in
I'm skilled at debating and always win
You could open up my chest and see the heart of a lion
I'm brave and courageous
Or open up my head and see why I'm in Arkham Asylum
If you understood my thoughts, you'd know why I'm in a mental institution
A supervillain handling business to pay tuition
I'm like a villain, but I'm working hard to support myself
And the school of hard knocks, talk little but always listen
I've learned from difficult experiences and listen more than I talk
With a button down on like a young Peter Griffin
I'm dressed like a cartoon character, Peter Griffin, from Family Guy
First I take it to the top and then I bring it back
I achieve success and return to my origin
Hit the road and make a lot and then I bring it back
I travel and earn money, then return home
Brought it right back to my block yeah I bring it back
I return to my neighborhood with my wealth
When the DJ hit stop (yeah what you do?)
When the music stops, I continue to succeed
Bring it back no question that
My success is undeniable
I'm on my do or die shit, up all night shit
I'm working extremely hard and staying up late
Start a riot, you should try it
I encourage others to rebel
Do you ever feel like flying?
Do you ever feel unstoppable?
You say that you at the top but I'm still, I'm still diamond
You claim to be at the top, but I'm still more successful
My stars are aligning and I get better over time
My future is bright and I continue to improve
And the only thing on my mind is the pressure to make a diamond
I feel the pressure to achieve greatness
And I'll be damned if I ever let 'em steal my shot
I won't let others ruin my chances at success
You cannot kill my vibe, you cannot break my stride
My confidence cannot be shaken
You cannot live this life unless you walk that line
You must be committed to succeed in life
Might not like what you find
You might not appreciate what you discover
They say forever we kind
We'll always be friendly and loyal
I say it every time inside of every rhyme
I express this sentiment in all of my music
That if you wanna go and get it it's a hell of a
Achieving success is very difficult
Ride low in my city with the top down
I cruise around in my car with the top down
Lord knows I'll be headed to the top now
I'm destined for success
Make it like ooh my son yeah hide now
I make music that is impressive and worth noticing
My flow does not stop now
I continue to have success with my music
Got bars man for lockdown
I'm a skilled rapper
They all want to talk now
People are interested in me now
Yeah my phone ring a lot now
I receive lots of phone calls from people
Just let there be rock now
Let the music play
Lyrics © DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Christian Webster, Derek Smith, Earl Stevens, Matthew Crowder
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@blackeer6614
Amazing! <3
@ramazancicek
love it
@CaMVinicius
First. BRASILLLLL
@sistin1e
🎶🎶🎶✔️🔥
@KoaTino
0:42 great
@lukeadams3107
Yay
@lukeadams3107
I'm the first to listen
@griff1089
epic
@erickmendieta951
Lol, alguien mas penso que era spering records
@DiegoPerez-sl7xi
This sounds like Back to life - Don Diablo, but really nice song