That's Real Shit
female vocals 808 Bass,Slow burn country rap — sparse 808 or kick, no snare until chorus drops, her voice carrying the verses almost spoken, then opens up melodically on the chorus. Think Jelly Roll meeting Americana. Southern Gothic folk-rap — acoustic guitar loop underneath, hard 808 sub, no percussion until bridge. Raw and confessional, close-mic vocal. Anthemic country-gospel crossover — bigger production, choir swell on the bridge, builds like a testimony. Thank You Very Much as the title hits hardest here. Stripped spoken word with pulse — nearly no music, just low frequency hum or single chord held, voice at the front. Devastating delivery vehicle for this content.
That's Real Shit
female vocals 808 Bass,Slow burn country rap — sparse 808 or kick, no snare until chorus drops, her voice carrying the verses almost spoken, then opens up melodically on the chorus. Think Jelly Roll meeting Americana. Southern Gothic folk-rap — acoustic guitar loop underneath, hard 808 sub, no percussion until bridge. Raw and confessional, close-mic vocal. Anthemic country-gospel crossover — bigger production, choir swell on the bridge, builds like a testimony. Thank You Very Much as the title hits hardest here. Stripped spoken word with pulse — nearly no music, just low frequency hum or single chord held, voice at the front. Devastating delivery vehicle for this content.
Lyrics
How I wake up every morning in this skin that's scary
You don't know the way I fought to get to barely standing
You just see me upright and you call that overreaching
You don't know the nights I hated everything inside me
Louder than your judgment was the voices I had to quiet
I condemned myself before you ever got the chance to
I was my own courtroom, my own cross, my own damn gallows
[CHORUS]
So thank you very much
For thinking that you know
What the fuck breaks me and
what the fuck built me
What I reap and what I sow
I got my peace with God
Before I had it with the ground
And I'll stand before my Maker
With no guilt and no apology now
THATS REAL SHIT
[VERSE 2]
You see a woman you can't move and call her broken
See a woman you can't buy and call her token
See a woman who loves pure and call her stupid
Only heartless ones with money ever make it through it
I don't want your false hope, I don't want your borrowed worth
I want something real and I know that's rare on earth
They'll always paint me villain when they cannot make me bend
But I know exactly who I am and where this ends
[CHORUS]
So thank you very much
For thinking that you know
What the fuck breaks me and
what the fuck built me
What I reap and what I sow
I got my peace with God
Before I had it with the ground
And I'll stand before my Maker
With no guilt and no apology now
THATS REAL SHIT
[BRIDGE]
All my worth comes from one place
Been that way since day one
You can't take what God gave me
You never even touched the sun
I see every lie in every move you make
I always have
The only thing that kept me quiet
Was me trying to be glad
[OUTRO]
I don't need your world to see me
I don't need your world at all
I just need to love what's real
Even if there's none of that left to call