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Run It Back
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Run It Back was released on May 21, 2025 by Spear Change Inc. as a part of the album Blood On My Hands
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Release DateMay 21, 2025
LabelSpear Change Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Spear Change
Spear Change
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Anderson
James Anderson
Songwriter
Patricio Stone
Patricio Stone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spear Change
Spear Change
Engineer
James Anderson
James Anderson
Producer

Lyrics

Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it)
Run it back, run it back
Every rhyme that I touch, gotta show skills
Even when I don't kill, still you see the blood spills
Aim for a target, gotta hit the middle
Lame all these artists gotta claim they gonna make a million
I'm okay to play the villain, gotta blame someone
I'm not looking to murder, just tryna maim someone
You hate the guns, you hate the drugs
But crave the funds
Motherfucker, what pays better than them?
I ain't ashamed of a motherfucking thang
I don't claim to gang bang
Except if there's more than three
I've been saying I'm insane ever since I was a teen
I wouldn't be surprised if this is all one of my dreams
I don't fall when I sleep, I don't call when I leave
Still stall when I breathe, unresolved anxieties
I can write with precision and focus
But when the smoke hits my throat
I know to show that I'm the dopest
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back, gonna leave your lungs unattached
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back, gonna run and get my fucking gat
Money in my pocket, I don't even own a wallet
Gotta contemplate my options
Should I buy a spot in a congress?
Put a ballot on the docket
Let them come out of the closet
And the border they can cross it
Give the people what they wanted
Make it legal for narcotics, every cop has been fired
Every medical procedure is covered by tax dollars
I don't ask any longer, I'm a motherfucking baller
Now I gotta make this money so I keep on going harder
Used to be a fucking loser
I just sat at my computer
Always doing my school work
Always playing them shooters
I'm not any different now
But the world has gotten looser
On the definition of a "winner"
Think I'm looking kinda cooler
Looking kinda cuter as I get a little older
And I'm only getting better
The weather is getting colder
I'm a fucking super nova
Unload all over the globe
And I never lose my composure
But please don't come any closer, ah
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back, gonna leave your lungs unattached
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back (run it, run it, run it, run it back)
Run it back, leave you saying, "what the fuck was that?"
Written by: James Anderson, Patricio Stone
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