Nas & DJ Premier - My Life Is Real
Nas and DJ Premier are back in their absolute comfort zone on “My Life Is Real” - a track that feels like pure NYC hip-hop DNA.
Nas delivers sharp, grown-man bars with that calm confidence, sounding reflective but still hungry.
Preemo sets the mood with gritty drums, soulful chops, and that classic boom-bap swing that never gets old.
The song hits like a real-life journal entry: honest, street-wise, and deeply personal without trying too hard.
It’s the kind of record that reminds you why this duo is legendary - timeless sound, real storytelling, no gimmicks.
If you love authentic rap with heavyweight energy, this one is a must-listen.
Lyrics
What a life
My life is real
Wavy hair, mystique
Up in this bitch deep
Chain with some sick feet
Corner of 10th street
Scoop me in the MPV
I'm holding big heat
Soloist, vocalist, maestro
This fish grease
Rest in peace
Polo, he see us
I was just with G
Just like Ra, E
Me and Preem, this history
Young ones abuelas
Jesus candles, bodegas
Hallways playing some Gangstar
Who was there?
They gon' say Nas
Look at us now
De La, Mobb, Rae, Ghost and Rick
Big up Big L, Prodigy
Trugoy, they live
Martyrs, if you will
A legend has it cartel
I'm on jets with giants
I'm Bill Parcell
PTSD, project trauma still dwells
Happiness gotta be in you
Money can't help
So salute to the men that never hit the pen black
We got to the bread and still live to spend that
What a life
I'm a man, Ima die about it
Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it
Tell the truth, cause ain't no reason to lie about it
Invisible fingers playing chords on my haunted piano
I'm a man, Ima die about it
Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it
Tell the truth, cause ain't no reason to lie about it
Invisible fingers playing chords
Already classic before you heard it
The spoiler was all my feature verses
I lined it up kinda perfect and then I hurled it
Rhymes in my minds like pearls and oysters
Boss of bosses
Morpheus on my bullshit
The illest style right here
Till I got white hair
Getting foul type stares
We ahead light years
We come out, the shift starts
So let the fifth spark
Turn the light switch off
Drive a block, switch cars
Toss the face mask and gloves
Damn, I just caught a buzz
Pulled another hit on the beat
Guess who the victim was?
Guess who get reconfigured?
The whole industry does
Premier you my n**** because
We became the men our mothers prayed for
Maybe even exceeded their expectations or
Maybe they always knew
While tying up our baby's shoes
What was waiting that brewed and the souls of a chosen few
This ain't just talk, it's true
What a life
I'm a man, Ima die about it
Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it
Tell the truth, cause ain't no reason to lie about it
Invisible fingers playing chords on my haunted piano
I'm a man, Ima die about it
Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it
Tell the truth, cause ain't no reason to lie about it
Invisible fingers playing chords
My Life Is Real
