Real
Mid-tempo contemporary hip-hop track featuring a blend of melodic rap and rhythmic flow. The arrangement is built around a clean, plucked electric guitar loop playing a repetitive four-chord progression in a minor key. The percussion consists of a crisp 808 drum kit with a sharp snare on the two and four, syncopated hi-hat rolls, and a deep, melodic sub-bass that follows the root notes of the guitar. The male vocals are processed with pitch correction and light reverb, alternating between a laid-back melodic delivery and faster, percussive triplets. The song structure includes a verse that transitions into a rhythmic outro featuring vocal chops and a stripped-back instrumental section where the guitar and drums are isolated. The mix is modern and spacious, with the vocals sitting prominently in the center and the guitar panned slightly for width.
Real
Mid-tempo contemporary hip-hop track featuring a blend of melodic rap and rhythmic flow. The arrangement is built around a clean, plucked electric guitar loop playing a repetitive four-chord progression in a minor key. The percussion consists of a crisp 808 drum kit with a sharp snare on the two and four, syncopated hi-hat rolls, and a deep, melodic sub-bass that follows the root notes of the guitar. The male vocals are processed with pitch correction and light reverb, alternating between a laid-back melodic delivery and faster, percussive triplets. The song structure includes a verse that transitions into a rhythmic outro featuring vocal chops and a stripped-back instrumental section where the guitar and drums are isolated. The mix is modern and spacious, with the vocals sitting prominently in the center and the guitar panned slightly for width.
Lyrics
That says a lot in itself.
We're surrounded by fake
Only some of us can tell
I just write how I talk
Throw in a little rhyme
Sometimes I get lost
It still works fine
I haven't done this very long
Something new I haven't tried
I skipped your rules and did it wrong
I didn't care, they don't apply
Maybe a chorus just won't fit
Especially one I didn't write
Don't take this as me talkin shit
I tend to do just what I like
It's what you get with an ape
One that's dealin' with some shit
I started out being fake
Now I use this shit to vent
Who would've ever even thought
I'd write some words for a beat
By just writing how I talk
I do it now every week
I hope one day I have the time
To really write some proper rhymes
I do these things so fuckin quick
More dopamine, it does the trick
A little more with every click
One day I'll write a song that sticks
And get it played without these tricks
This one is done, I'll get my fix.
Ape Lincoln © 2026