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Back again
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Back again was released on June 16, 2026 by 8000 as a part of the album Back again - Single
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ray Ferrari
Ray Ferrari
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Ferrari
Ray Ferrari
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sapjer
Sapjer
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, uh, up, up, up-up
(You don't stand a chance)
Boom, baby, I'm back again, Bach again, back on the track again
Straight through the crack again, uh
Baby, I'm him again, eatin' out the bin again
Said that I wouldn't, but I sin again (You don't stand a chance)
Uh, you can't rap on a beat like this, I can
Move your feet like this, I'm a killer whale
Baby, I'm a sea-life shit, and I see light shit
When I see light shit a little clearer (You don't stand a chance)
I'm going far while you're staying nearer
You gone clear, but I just gone clearer
You on the wine while I'm drinking beer, uh
Spoke to MJ 'bout the man in the mirror (You don't stand a chance)
He's watching me, you do you, babe, and I'll do me
You do you, babe, I'll set you free
I'll set you free, when I set you free (You don't stand a chance)
I'mma dance, dance, take my time, 'cause I can't stand these dancers
On the grandstand, and they taking lines
Ma-Macarena
They making lines
I'm the smoothest, the cruellest (You don't stand a chance)
I'm on the beats, 'cause I knew this
Will be killing in the charts someday
And I'll be chilling with the sharks in the bay
In the bay, on the back of the boat, and it's mine, mine
I wish I was flying, flying
Seasick, give me a little time, time
Chilling in the yacht and I'm crying, crying
Float, float, floating high
You that girl, and I'm that guy
Floating on the enemy, a tear from their eye
Boy, you're not ahead of me, you're five foot high
Float, float, floating high
You that girl, and I'm that guy
Floating on the enemy, a tear from their eye
Boy, you're not ahead of me, you're five foot high
(Boy, you're not ahead of me, you're five foot high)
(Boy, you're not ahead of me, you're five foot high)
(Boy, you're not ahead of me, you're five foot high)
(Boy, you're not ahead of me, you're five foot high)
(You don't stand a chance)
Boom, baby, I'm back again, Bach again, back on the track again
Straight through the crack again, huh
Baby, I'm him again, eatin' out the bin again
Said that I wouldn't, but I sin again (You don't stand a chance)
Uh, you can't rap on a beat like this, I can
Move your feet like this, I'm a killer whale
Baby, I'm a sea-life shit, and I see light shit
When I see light shit a little clearer (You don't stand a chance)
I'm going far while you're staying nearer
You gone clear, but I just gone clearer
You on the wine while I'm drinking beer, uh
Spoke to MJ 'bout the man in the mirror (You don't stand a chance)
He's watching me, you do you, babe, and I'll do me
You do you, babe, I'll set you free
I'll set you free, when I set you free (You don't stand a chance)
Written by: Ray Ferrari
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