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Run It Back
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Jungle/Drum'n'bass
Run It Back was released on July 13, 2026 by ClusterFuck Records as a part of the album Run It Back - EP
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Release DateJuly 13, 2026
LabelClusterFuck Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bulletstorm
Bulletstorm
Performer
Lucas van Straaten
Lucas van Straaten
Music Director
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas van Straaten
Lucas van Straaten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lucas van Straaten
Lucas van Straaten
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I came in late, but I came in loud
 Mud on my shoes, got the whole room bowing
 Your friends look stiff when I move that way
 I don't need a lane, I make my own wave
 Hands in the air, then they go low
 Bass hit hard like a freight train roll
 Look at my face, not a single doubt
 I was built for the rush when the walls come out
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Shake the floor, make me crash
 Tear through the crowd like a spark on steel
 No fake talk here, just a raw trap feel
 Your chest goes tight when the drop cuts in
 And you lose that cool and you start to grin
 So that look, that chase, the thrill
 That one shot grin when the room goes still
 Then everything snaps and the lights get wild I bring that pressure like a runaway pile
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Shake the floor, make me crash
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
 One last turn, then the surge Keep that fire in the blur
 No sleep now, just a slam Whole place shaking in my hands
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Shake the floor, make it crash
 Tear through the crowd like a spark on steel
 No fake talk here, just a raw trap feel
 Your chest goes tight when a drop cuts in
 Then you lose that cool and you start to grin
 Know that look, it's the taste, the thrill
 That one shot grin when the room goes still
 Then everything snaps and the lights get wild
 I bring that pressure like a runaway pile
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back, run it back, run it back
 Run it back
Written by: Lucas van Straaten
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