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Real

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Real

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Yeah, real music

(Yeah)

Yo, ya just get in that, you get in that head space, ya know

Somebody get the body bags, workin' with beats and I’m not

Put the MC’s in ‘em, season 'em, put 'em on a beat with me, then I’m eatin' ‘em

Get away from the table, you rappers ain’t hungry enough, you rappers ain't hungry like ah

They talk about me like I'm here, they talk about you like you wise, woo

That nurse came into my room, she told me I'm sick in the head

I'm in hip-hop's hospital bed with a pad and a pin and a brace on my neck

They told me that I’m never leavin', why? I am as ill as it gets

Any rapper that say that they runnin' the game, I'mma come in they session and cut off they legs, woo

Strap a grenade to my head, pull out the pin

My music is mind blowin', ain't nobody do it like I do it

You ain’t never been on my level, I gotta part 'em out the way

To keep 'em talkin' and actin' like everybody gonna get up in a sleep with your eyes open

You wanna know what I noticed?

I look around and my fan base ain’t ready

That last album was heavy, that last album was gritty

How you gon' match that? Just let me

Do what I do best

You'll do better off playin' Russian roulette

Then comin' in a booth with me cause I get

A little bit intense, I’m like, “Who’s next?”

Y'all better watch it, take a look at where the clock is

It’s my time, this lateral music that I climbed, I took the machete, the game isn’t ready

Them rappers, they comin' up on me, I cut off the latter, and I told ‘em, “bye-bye”

What? Were you lookin’ for a high-five? Nice try

Do not believe everything that you read on the Internet

I do not know who your dentist is, but he should clean out your mouth

Don’t call me a sellout, that’s somethin' I’ve never been

I've been through hell all my life though

But I know where heaven is

Father forgive me, for I am a sinner

But you gave me music as medicine

And nobody want a problem when they get in my zone but they leave me be

I'm a mean MC, better feed me rappers or feed me beats, ah, feed me both of 'em

They like "Nate, what's it like to be famous?"

Um, I'll let you know if I make it

I wonder what life will be like if I didn't stick out my neck

200 dollars inside of my bank account, woo, I was living on that

I need some money to pay for my rent, I need some money to pay for my gas

I'm not complaining, I'm just being honest, I promise that I will not beg for respect, nah

I get so frustrated, take a look at what I created, time is wasting and I ain't waiting

I'm a doctor with no family and I ain't have no patients

I keep pacing back and forth, I keep racing

You ain't never been in my book and I got a problem with them, why? Cause you acting like you read my pages

I wreck these stages, real talk, better give me space cause I am chasing

Something they told me that I won't make it, I'm not famous, I'm just Nathan, woo

And I wonder how the world gon' take this

They might hate it, but you don't know anything about me, you know I'll leave 'em changing

Cause you know I'm real with it, don't care if you feeling it

I'm feeling, you don't like it then deal with it and if God ain't real, real is it?

You still wonder why I existed, I exist in the world that's real different

And what you gon' be when you grow up Nate? I doubt they will get it

My life is a mess, better watch your step when you step in it

This brain is off limits I'm off in a world that you don't get cause you ain't ever been in it

In 10 minutes, I still couldn't explain what's inside my brain, don't mess with it

I've invested a lot of me inside these lines, I'm just protecting 'em

Everybody wanna hear the real version of life then don't get so sensitive

When I say something a lil bit raw, I jot my thoughts and they call it negative

You wanna know where my heart is? I stand out cause I wear my garbage

Work my hardest and never look into the middle, forget about where I started, woo

Tell me what am I doing?

Tell me what am I doing?

Tell me what am I, what am I doing?

Mmm

Tell me what am I doing?

I say what am I doing?

Tell me what am I doing here?

If I'm not being real, mmm

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