Santana began writing rhymes at the age of 12. He was originally signed to Priority Records as one half a duo called Draft Pick. The group had several shows around New York City while together, including Amateur Night at the Apollo Theatre, where they won two weeks in a row. Some time after this, he was introduced to Cam'ron through a cousin; in 1998, he became a member of the group, The Diplomats, whose members include Cam'ron, Jim Jones, 40 Cal, J.R Writer, Hell Rell, Jha Jha, S.A.S, and Freekey Zeekey. He is now signed as a solo artist to Dipset but unlike the rest of The Diplomats, who are signed to Koch Records, Santana is currently signed to Def Jam.
He was voted #2 in the VIBE Vixen top 50 sexiest rappers behind T.I. at #1.
His first album, From Me To You was released by Roc-A-Fella Records in 2003 featuring the singles "Dipset (Santana's Town)" and "Down". It was considered a commerical failure when compared to the sucess of Cam'ron's Come Home With Me and The Diplomats' Diplomatic Immunity.
In his latest work, his second album, What The Game's Been Missing!, features the singles "There It Go! (The Whistle Song)", and "Oh Yes" as he continues his unique flow. He was featured in Chris Brown's #1 hit "Run It!" and in the remix of Mariah Carey's # 1 single "Don't Forget About Us". Santana also had the summer hit "Mic Check" which also is on "What The Game's Been Missing!"
Juelz is best known for his ability to flow without any specific rhyme scheme.
Back Again
Juelz Santana Lyrics
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Yeah nigga, I heard my man Luca was out
I guess he's...
(Chorus)
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way
(Verse)
Now I'm "Back A-gain", just like flash was
Bad like Shaft was, react like Cassius...
Clay did in the ring with his back up...
Against the ropes, jab, jab, back up
It's all for what, it's all for us, all for bucks
You chumps remind me of Mister Softee chucks
Icey niggaz, banana boat milkshake ice cream niggaz
I don't like these niggaz, nope
I pop shots, hot glocks, shoot through vans too
Oh-Bob-bobalo-bamboo, move
And I'm fo' really with the milly-o
Leave many wholes like the cereal Cheerios
You into funny money, I'm rakin' in silly do'
The type that don't really fold, just sittin' there and gettin' old
I got the game ina loop kid, kinda like Snoop did
It's more than me, it's more than the music
I'm....
(Chorus)
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way
(Verse)
Come through new coup Z
Three plus fitty, me plus Jimmy
Speed up slow, ease up quickly
Yeah we puff really, yeah we just silly
Puddy-buddies yeah he just kills me, shit
And I'm sick in the mind
They don't understand this trife style lifestyle
Live in a mine, but still I'm "Back A-Gain"
BAck with my 45, Cadillac that my shorty drives
Maggy-mackin' my shorty's live "Back A-Gain"
Straight from 4-45, West 53 in Amsterdam
Also known as Gramsterdam, way before the Santana man
Long time ago, way before the bandana, damn
Young scrammy scram on the block hand to hand
Hard I was slangin' it, straight Leron James with it
No big star, no big car
One big rock, one big block, I'll go far
(Chorus)
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way
(Verse)
Now this has been one hell of a year
This has been one hell of a ride, I'm tellin' you guys
They'd thought we'd never survive, Jeky'll and Hyde
Or the great american pie, weapons collide
Dead or alive, left with no choice but to um, better our lives
Get up and strive, but um, get up and roll, get up ya know
Get up and go, these motherfuckers ain't lettin' us go
So we get up and take it, get up and make it happen for us
Nobody can gt up and take this
In rappin' we trust, gat packin's a must
It's part of my nature, part of my wake up
Part of my waist yup, pardon my waist chump
For this part of my waist chump, come part in of your face, yup
It's Santana, part of the great stuff
Fo really man, pardon I'm great chump
(Chorus)
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way
Juelz Santana's "Back Again" talks about his comeback to the music industry. He speaks of his determination to stay alive, chase money, and focus on his music career. The rapper compares himself to the legendary Flash, Shaft, Muhammad Ali (Cassius Clay), and LeBron James, describing himself as being bad, reactive, and hardworking, just like these legends were. Santana is confident of his capabilities and reveals that he is back with his gang who have a new gangster lean; they are after money and staying relevant, and he warns his competition against getting in his way.
The song includes a chorus that reinforces the message that Juelz Santana, and his men, are back again and better than ever. The song is an indicative example of Juelz Santana's style in his early career, with aggressive lyrics, referencing pop culture, and fine-tuned beats that connect to the essence of the music. The track is passionate, intense, and suggests Santana's hunger to reclaim his once spectacular throne in the rap game.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah nigga, I heard my man Luca was out
I was informed that my friend Luca was released from prison
BACK A-GAIN,
I'm back again
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
I have my .45 gun again and a new Cadillac that has a strong engine
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
I'm trying to survive
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
My team is still the same, but we have a new style
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
We are chasing after money
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
My fitted hat is on backwards and my throwie is still stylish
Ladies holla back
Women are attracted to me
This time we here to stay
We are not leaving anytime soon
Ain't got no time to play
We are serious and focused on our goals
Stay out my fuckin' way
Don't interfere with our business
Now I'm 'Back A-gain', just like flash was
I am making a comeback like the superhero Flash
Bad like Shaft was, react like Cassius...
I am as tough as the fictional character Shaft and quick like Muhammad Ali
Clay did in the ring with his back up...
I am fighting fiercely like Muhammad Ali did with his back up against the ropes
Against the ropes, jab, jab, back up
I am fighting relentlessly even when cornered
It's all for what, it's all for us, all for bucks
We are doing it for ourselves and the money
You chumps remind me of Mister Softee chucks
You remind me of those who sell ice cream and are soft
Icey niggaz, banana boat milkshake ice cream niggaz
You are slick and soft like ice cream
I don't like these niggaz, nope
I don't like you
I pop shots, hot glocks, shoot through vans too
I shoot guns and can even penetrate through vans
Oh-Bob-bobalo-bamboo, move
I make sound effects and tell you to move
And I'm fo' really with the milly-o
I am genuinely acquiring money
Leave many wholes like the cereal Cheerios
I leave many holes like the word play on Cheerios cereal
You into funny money, I'm rakin' in silly do'
You are seeking easy and fake money, while I am getting silly amounts of real money
The type that don't really fold, just sittin' there and gettin' old
I am receiving lots of money that just keeps accumulating and never decreasing
I got the game ina loop kid, kinda like Snoop did
I am dominating the rap game like Snoop Dogg did
It's more than me, it's more than the music
My success goes beyond me and is bigger than just my music
I'm...
I am just getting started
Come through new coup Z
I arrive in a new expensive car
Three plus fitty, me plus Jimmy
We are three of us focusing on money, including Jimmy Jones
Speed up slow, ease up quickly
I can move fast or slow depending on the situation
Puddy-buddies yeah he just kills me, shit
My friends make me laugh
And I'm sick in the mind
I am mentally disturbed
They don't understand this trife style lifestyle
Many don't comprehend my life of crime
Live in a mine, but still I'm 'Back A-Gain'
I am living a dangerous life, yet I am still making a comeback
BAck with my 45, Cadillac that my shorty drives
I have my .45 gun and a Cadillac that my girlfriend drives
Maggy-mackin' my shorty's live 'Back A-Gain'
I am making my girlfriend's life exciting again
Straight from 4-45, West 53 in Amsterdam
I come from a specific location in Amsterdam
Also known as Gramsterdam, way before the Santana man
It was called Gramsterdam even before I was famous
Long time ago, way before the bandana, damn
It was a long time ago, before I wore a bandana
Young scrammy scram on the block hand to hand
I used to sell drugs on the streets
Hard I was slangin' it, straight Leron James with it
I was selling it well, like basketball player LeBron James
No big star, no big car
I wasn't rich or famous back then
One big rock, one big block, I'll go far
I had one big drug package and one big block that gave me the opportunity to succeed
Now this has been one hell of a year
This was a turbulent year
This has been one hell of a ride, I'm tellin' you guys
It's been a crazy experience
They'd thought we'd never survive, Jeky'll and Hyde
Many thought we would not make it this far, considering our split personalities
Or the great american pie, weapons collide
Our conflicts have been destructive
Dead or alive, left with no choice but to um, better our lives
We had no choice but to improve our lives
Get up and strive, but um, get up and roll, get up ya know
We must work hard, but we should also be flexible
Get up and go, these motherfuckers ain't lettin' us go
We must keep moving forward because our enemies won't stop us
So we get up and take it, get up and make it happen for us
We must persevere and succeed for ourselves
Nobody can gt up and take this
No one can take away our success
In rappin' we trust, gat packin's a must
We believe in hip-hop music and carrying guns is essential
It's part of my nature, part of my wake up
Carrying guns is ingrained in me
Part of my waist yup, pardon my waist chump
I carry my gun on my waist, excuse me if it offends you
For this part of my waist chump, come part in of your face, yup
If you complain about my gun, you may get hurt
It's Santana, part of the great stuff
I'm Juelz Santana, part of the great entertainment industry
Fo really man, pardon I'm great chump
I'm genuinely great, excuse me if you disagree
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LARON L. JAMES, HAROLD HUDSON, WILLIAM ATWELL JR. KING, GREGORY OMAR GREEN, SEON D. THOMAS
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