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Made It Back '99 [good Time Mix] Lyrics - Prodigal Sista - Beverly Knight

Whoah 

Made it back 

 

Oh yeah 

(representing BK) 

 

>From a place that had no meaning 

>From the wilderness of time 

To the land of new beginning 

Starting with a new design 

 

Never doubted for a second 

That I'd do it on my own 

And I held on to my corner 

Trusted in the things I know 

 

You will never feel how good it is to love me 

Rather than control me 

I don't need the world weighing down my shoulders 

But that's all, over here I am 

 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (to do this once again said...) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (once again I made it back) 

 

Got a chance to fix up neatly 

Set it off and not too late 

Saw the light and walked towards it 

I'm the master of my fate (yo Beverley) 

 

Coming up just wasn't easy 

It took all the strength I had 

Now I'm ready for the action 

Mama's got a brand nu bag 

 

You will never feel how good it is to love me 

Rather than control me (rather than control me baby) 

I don't need the world (don't need it) weighing down my shoulders (weighing down my shoulder, no, no) 

But that's all, over here I am (say..) 

 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (to do this once again said...) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (to do this once again say..) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (once again I made it back) 

 

As I proceed to put in in high speed 

I leave MC's like Chris Reeves when I breathe 

And next time a record label jerk Beverley 

I'ma do something to ya the corroner's never seen 

Flatten London with a half an ounce 

Same thing is picking up on the path and bounce 

Redman, spit on the concrete, turn to sand 

Show hot I burn next to the man, next to the man 

Hash --, smell the gun 

Still young 

Still hit ya doorbell and run 

 

Flava (hmm yeah) 

Flava (ooh yeah) 

Flava 

Brand new flava (yeah) 

Flava (yeah) 

Flava (yeah) 

Brand new flava (oh yeah) 

Flava (oh yeah) 

Flava (hell yeah) 

Brand new flava (oh yeah) 

Flava (oh yeah) 

Flava (oh yeah) 

 

Once again I made it back 

(oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (to do this once again said...) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (once again I made it back) 

 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (from a place called nowhere) 

I (oh I) 

Made it back (once again I made it back) 

 

To The 'A' Team - we did it!