Back to Real

Name: Back to Real
Duration: 248 s
Description: Back to Real by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Yeah, the beat still knock, but the meaning got thin, We been trendin’ too long, time to feel again.”

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Back to Real lyrics

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Intro

Yeah… feel that shift, huh? Screens glow, hearts drift, huh? But the sound still lift, huh, we just tryna find what’s real, huh.

Verse 1

Used to write pain in the pad, now it’s pain for the ‘Gram, Likes over love, yeah, the plan lookin’ spam. Every post a performance, every story a scam, but I still chase truth in the land of the cam. We used to feel bass, now we feel algorithms, filter on the soul, can’t tell who’s really livin’. But deep down, they missin’ that friction, raw talk, not fiction, somethin’ that’s different. I see the crowd scrollin’, minds overloaded, chasin’ quick highs, but the lows unspoken. We all want a vibe that ain’t pre-coded, a sound that breathes, not just reloaded.

Pre-chorus

Yeah, the beat still knock, but the meaning got thin, We been trendin’ too long, time to feel again.

Chorus

Back to real, no mask, no show, Let the story breathe, let the feeling grow. Not just a wave, it’s a river we row, Culture don’t die, it evolve slow.

Verse 2

OGs remember paintin’ worlds in a verse, when a 16 could bless or curse. Youngins scroll fast, learn slang in reverse, but even they feel that thirst rehearse. Flexin’ and heartbreak loops on repeat, every song sweet ’til the sugar deplete. Copy confidence, no roots underneath, still lookin’ for a voice that preach and teach. Ain’t about hate, it’s love for the build, the craft, the art, the time, the skill. Every kid rappin’ feel somethin’ still, but they want more than the gloss and the drill.

Pre-chorus

Yeah, it’s cool for the moment, then gone by the night, But we all want bars that still hit when the light,

Chorus

Back to real, no mask, no show, Let the story breathe, let the feeling grow. Not just a wave, it’s a river we row, Culture don’t die, it evolve slow.

Bridge

Confidence high, confusion too, but that’s the mirror of what we been through. New gen, old soul, buildin’ somethin’ true, half dream, half data, all breakthrough. Yeah, the gap wide, but that’s our zone, fun and depth, both call it home. We ain’t copyin’ ghosts, we grown, this the rebirth of the unknown. [Chorus – Final (Climax)] Back to real, no mask, no show, Let the story breathe, let the feeling grow. Not just a wave, it’s a river we row, Culture don’t die, it evolve slow. Back to real, yeah we glow, Feel the truth in the undertow.

Outro

Lights fade, but the echoes stay, Screens dim, but the words still play. Heartbeats louder than the algorithm say, this the sound of the culture on replay.

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