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Real- NF Lyrics Real Lyrics: Yeah, real music (Yeah) Yo, ya just get in that, you get in that head space, ya know Somebody get the body bags, working with beats and Put the MC’s in ‘em, season 'em, put 'em on a beat with me, then I’m eating ‘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 was 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 leaving. 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 talking and acting like everybody Gonna get up in a sleep with your eyes open You wanna know what I noticed? I look around and my fanbase and they 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're better off playing 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 ladder of music that I climbed I took the machete, the game isn’t ready Them rappers, they coming up on me, I cut off the ladder, 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 something 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 better 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 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 job Me, I don'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 it, 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 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 it, you don't like it then deal with it, and if God ain't real, real isn't 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 Some of 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 little 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 I work my hardest and every time I look into the mirror Don't forget about where I started 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 Songwriters: Nate Feuerstein / Arthur David Garcia Real lyrics © Capitol Christian Music Group