iced obsidian and beardie [intro – glitchy dark choir pads, thunder ambience, slow heartbeat kick] yeah… real don’t break, even when the world try to bend you. listen close… [Fades into deep space] [verse 1 – ]“trust’ll get you killed” trust’ll get you clipped [Chopped and arpeggiated vocals] if you hand it out too freely, people act like angels when they need you, then they leave me, i done seen the snakes smile wide just to deceive me, so i walk with my guard high — pain taught me deeply. i opened doors for folks who tried to shut mine closed, i shared bread with the hungry while they sharpened they goals, and the moment i needed ‘em? man, nobody showed, guess loyalty’s a language only real ones know. [interlude 1 – soft female hums, Reverse tape turnarounds] “don’t lose yourself trying to save someone who don’t care…” “your heart is precious — protect it…” [verse 2 –] “love’ll get you hurt” love’ll leave you bleeding if you give it with no caution, i gave pieces of my soul ‘til my spirit felt exhausted, people take your kindness, flip it, treat it like it’s toxic, then blame you for the mess when they’re the ones who caused it. i ain’t bitter — just wiser, just harder to impress, i done carried broken hearts while tryin’ to fix the stress, and every time i loved deep it left a hole in my chest, but i’d rather feel pain than turn numb like the rest. [interlude 2 – (deep male voice with echo)] “love strong, love real… but love smart.” “not everybody deserves the fire in your chest.” [chorus – epic, layered, emotional] bein’ real gets you hated, but i stay the same, trust’ll get you killed if you play the wrong game, love’ll leave you hurt but i love anyway, ‘cause a heart without fire never lights up the way. bein’ real gets you hated — but i stay real. [verse 3 – “being real gets you hated” (harder delivery)] being real gets you targeted, i learned that from the jump, people hate what they ain’t, so they talk, throw funk, they don’t clap when you rise, only when you stumble or slump, but i’m built from the trenches — i survive every bump. i speak truth, they get mad ‘cause the mirror ain’t kind, they want lies, want excuses, want a diluted mind, i walk straight, stand tall, stay aligned with the grind, if being hated means real? then i’m blessed by design. [interlude 3 – (cinematic strings + whispering choir)] “the real ones stand alone… that’s why they’re called rare.” [verse 4 – (uplifting but still hard)] i took losses, took scars, took hits i ain’t deserve, but every bruise, every burn built the steel in my nerve, now i move with intention — every step got a purpose, i ain’t worried ‘bout the hate ‘cause the truth stays surface. they can judge, they can toss stones, try to dim my shine, but the rain can’t drown a flame that was meant to rise, and i ain’t changin’ up nothin’ just to live in their eyes, i’d rather die real than survive in disguise. [chorus – louder, bigger, final form] bein’ real gets you hated, but i stay the same, trust’ll get you killed if you play the wrong game, love’ll leave you hurt but i love anyway, ‘cause a heart without fire never lights up the way. bein’ real gets you hated — but i stay real. yeah… i stay real. [outro – soft piano, echoing ad-libs, rain fading out] yeah… hate don’t shake me… truth don’t break me… this is iced obsidian… forever real.
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