Nathaniel

Nathaniel

 New York City, New York, USA
BandHip Hop

My music in an honest illustration of my innermost thoughts and many of the songs that I’ve written depict the struggles that I’ve encountered throughout my Christian walk. However, despite how trying your circumstance might be, there is a God who longs to turn your mourning into dancing.

Biography

I'm eighteen years old, and have been rapping since I was four. I’m from a medium-sized church in the south Bronx called Salem Temple. I remember that as I was growing up, there was a festival held every summer at my church called Rap Fest. My passion for God was fused with my passion for rap as a result of these festivals. When I was eleven years old, I had the privilege of rapping in one of these festivals. I remember that I had such an awesome time that day that I decided to start writing my own songs. When I was sixteen, I entered a Gospel Rap competition that consisted of roughly five hundred contestants, and I was one of three finalists to receive a superior with honors (the highest possible rating). http://youth.ag.org/finearts/2007/faf/WebResults/Cat32.htm. I’m different from most rappers, because you’d have no idea that I have any interest in rap based upon the type of person I’ am. I’m a nerd, who happens to be very interested in sharing the Gospel with people via Rap. I’m a pastor’s grandchild, and since infancy, I’ve been exposed to the word of God. I knew a lot about God, but it wasn’t until recently -when I left home for college- that I really began to know him. The human experience can be very trying. Many individuals live a life that has been submerged in the waters of adversity. Disaster strikes ruthlessly, and often leaves its victims stunned. However, even in the midst of calamity, there is hope. There is a God who is passionately in love with his children, and longs to deliver them. I aim to share this truth in every song that I write. My music in an honest illustration of my innermost thoughts and many of the songs that I’ve written depict the struggles that I’ve encountered throughout my Christian walk. However, despite how unfavorable your circumstance might be, there is a God who can turn your mourning into dancing.

Lyrics

Temptation

Written By: Nathaniel C. Feliciano

Title; Temptation
Lyrics written by: Nathaniel C. Feliciano
Verse One:
I’m the whisper in your ear that you hear, when your near a woman who’s looking fine, its clear your eyes are mine, I control the thoughts in your mind, you feel my tingle up your spine, now your looking behind her waist. I say “man she has the prettiest face, you can ask her for her number and take her out on a date.” Great, she said yes so your looking best dressed in a shirt and tie your out to impress. Now, it went great so your driving her home, she invites you in and says inside were alone, you’re a leader in your youth group and you should’ve said no, but my touch of lust for sex has pushed you to go. Now there’s a couple of days left to your life you’ve contracted AIDS and you know that your about to die, by the way it was I who has helped you to fall, my name is lust and your just another plaque on my wall.

Chorus (2x):
It was then, when the tempter
Came to him and said
“If you are the son of God,
Turn these stones into bread.”
Jesus said man cannot survive only on bread
Worship the Lord your God, then the Devil had fled.

Verse Two:
I’m the ATM card that’s in your hand, as you withdraw the last dollar that’s inside your bank account. The amount reads zero there on the screen and you panic when I tell you that your kids need to eat. So you conceive a plan inside your mind, and decide that crime will provide the money to survive. In a time when Bank Heist is at a high, you try to break inside a bank deep in the night. When the manager leaves he pulls out his keys and then you try a plan that was under your sleeves. To you it just seemed like there was not a soul in the place, alone you were safe so you pulled out a gun from your waist. You put it to his head and said, refuse and your dead open up the safe, my kids they have to be fed. Then the real feds came who were hiding in cars, now you’re behind bars and your children will starve. I’m sloth.

Chorus (2x):
It was then, when the tempter
Came to him and said
“If you are the son of God,
Turn these stones into bread.”
Jesus said man cannot survive only on bread
Worship the Lord your God, then the Devil had fled.

Verse Three:
I’ am the phrase that escapes from his lips, as your friend entices you to be brave and take a sip, he claims to know a place where your pain does not exist, and states that just a bit of this drink will make you bliss. You look around, but your blind to the fact, that it is not your friend, instead you’re under attack. And so, you don’t comprehend that in order to win, you must resist every ounce of that liquor and gin. So you give in and you’re little taste wasn’t enough, now your drunk, in a daze, and forgot that you must drive home, and its late, and the party is done, you say peace, grab the keys in your jacket and run. Your seventeen and you scream ‘that the world is mine,” as you speed, doing ninety on a sixty-five speed limit highway, turning into your right, you don’t see the huge truck that is trailing behind. Crash!

Chorus (2x):
It was then, when the tempter
Came to him and said
“If you are the son of God,
Turn these stones into bread.”
Jesus said man cannot survive only on bread
Worship the Lord your God, then the Devil had fled.

The Martyrs' Alphabet

Written By: Nathaniel C. Feliciano

Title: The Martyr’s Alphabet
Lyrics Written by: Nathaniel C. Feliciano

Verse One:
{A} Afghanistan, the land of the Taliban, where the Sunni man wages war with an iron hand; Christ-hating fists grip the blade that will slit a cleric in his face as he dies he exclaims Christ reigns! {B} Bangladesh, where the lands rise less than nine feet, and floods devastate the economy. March 8th, a pastor had his face flayed after saying “ I’d rather die than deny Christ’s name.” {C} China, back in the year 1949, the republic took its form, Communism grew in size, Christians are imprisoned more than any nation in the globe, boiled to death in molten lead, slow they go. {D} Denmark, approximately forty-three percent claim their agnostic and do not believe that there is a God, instead they worship logic. {E} Ethiopian Orthodox attacked, Pastor Dantew at his house, chopped his head with an axe. {F} France and {G} Germany posses an irrational fear against Christ and the church, yet were seeing it here. The Liberal fights for the individual’s rights as he gripes; cause he wont recite the pledge for his life. {H} Haiti, the poorest country in the western hemisphere, Christians are indigent, while the nation cries a civil tear. Politicians’ large illegitimate gain has the Haitians making about a dollar a day. {I} Iraq, the Persian Gulf proceeded with Genocide, Hussein responsible for two million homicides. Our, brothers in arms are fighting today, as we stay entertained from the games that we play. {J} Jordan, where estranged brothers will take the children of their Christian sisters, so that they cannot raise their kids in the ways of prayer and praise to his name. What’s this world coming to? “Maranatha!” I say.

Chorus: (1x)
Your brother’s blood cries out to me
From the ground,
I can hear the sound of his shout
As he’s dying now,
Even though he dies, through me
He finds life, Listen to him screaming
I will live forever in Christ.

Verse Two:
{K} Kuwait, a place where the Christian is forbidden from becoming a citizen, aliens to the place that they’re living in. {L} Lebanon, in two-thousand and three, many bombs devastated the suburb of Tripoli. Authorities believed the bombings were indeed related to missionary activities in the streets. {M} Mexico, in the southern state of Chiapas, lots of pagan religions have come from Mayan beginnings. Christians are attacked by clans who claim to be, descendents of the Mayan kings, and they’re slain by beasts. {N} North Korea, the most oppressive nation in the world, isolated, tyrannical, denying its people rights. Hurled into secrecy, Christian meetings in shacks, when they’re caught they take sixty lashes onto their backs. {O} Oman, where freedom of expression is very limited, inhibited by the government, assembly diminished. {P} Pakistan, twenty-six year old Nasir Masih, was beaten to death, because he said “Christ is my king,” but as he was beat, he grinned cause he happened to see, his majesty, open-armed, receiving him happily. {Q} Qatar, The Royal Family, has long embraced the Wahabbi interpretation of Islamic state. Criticize, and you will be forced to leave the country, exiled, for your false beliefs. {R} Russia, is the place where Chechen rebels proclaimed war against the Russian government in the name, of al-quaida, promising to detonate every place, relating to the Gospel, Christians are burned for their faith. {S} Sudan, is Africa’s largest nation, children are slaves, and women are constantly raped, and famine has plagued the nation in the nastiest way, a jihad has been waged, affecting the Christians who preach, you try and speak, when you have someone extracting your teeth. This world is a mess, and everywhere you turn it’s distressed, but he crushed the serpent’s head, so our victory is clenched. He’ll bless and protect all the ones who love him to death.

Chorus: (1x)
Your brother’s blood cries out to me
From the ground,
I can hear the sound of his shout
As he’s dying now,
Even though he dies, through me
He finds life, Listen to him screaming
I will live forever in Christ.

Verse 3:
{T} Turkey, where Yakup Cindilli was put in a coma after he was caught distributing Bibles to the lost, cause the law states that its wrong, and if you break it you will face a few Islamic assaults. {U} Uzbekistan, Kim Khen Pen Khin, was afflicted by brutal striking that were breaking his ribs, and needles were inserted deep into the plates of his nails, but his faith remained strong as they threw him in jail. {V} Vietnam, there’s no freedom of any kind; persecution is intense against ethnics and Mennonites. Also, there’s a bounty on the ones that are saved, but they remain, never fleeing for the sake of his name. {W} West Bank, and the city of {X} Xamir, Iran, people are dying morning, noon, and night, for their land. There’s {Y} Yemen, and {Z} Zimbabwe, there’s no end to the trauma, twenty-six count, that concludes the world of the martyrs.

Your Savior Is Here

Written By: Nathaniel C. Feliciano

Title: Your Savior Is Here
Lyrics written by: Nathaniel C. Feliciano
Music produced by: Adam Rios

Verse One:
I’m sitting down, reminiscing with a pen and a pad, the only friends that I have where I’m at. My Life is changing very fast, and I’ve lost what I had, my family has been replaced by the books in my bag. 4.0 The best you can get, I’m favored by my professors but my friends I neglect. I haven’t called them in a week, and deleted their texts, and when they try to speak to me, I say I’m going to bed. So God, now they’re gone and I’m living alone. The only things that I have are the things that I own. I check my phone, hoping someone will probably give me a call, but as you know, everybody is always busy and all. But thank you God for leading me into this mess, there’s no way I’d rather live than being alone and depressed. And I mean it when I say that I think I’m going insane, I haven’t spoken to that person in about twenty days. “Hey Nate, how’s it going?” “Well James it’s going great, I love this place a lot, I’m so glad that I came.” Yeah right, I know I lied, I’m dying to escape, I’m trapped in this asylum, and I’m an inmate. I’m supposed to praise you God, in the good and the bad? You’re far away, like the father an orphan has never had. Where are you in this season of blackness and sadness? How could I look to you, if your presence is absent?
Chorus (1x):
To the mother who’s alone, and she struggles to live
And the man who has no home, sleeping under a bridge
And the child who’s afraid cause his daddy’s at war
Your Savior is here, you don’t have to shed a tear anymore.
To the father who is unsure how his children will eat
The grandmother raising kids, cause her daughter’s on weed
And the teen who is pregnant and wants to abort
Your Savior is here, you don’t have to shed a tear anymore.

Verse Two:
I’m feeling sick; I don’t even want to eat. I’m skipping three meals a day, and my body’s getting weak. Why am I even alive, if I’m living in death? I’ve been placed in a pit with lions that are tearing my flesh. I have nothing left, except for my bed and my desk, so I’m taking a nap to leave my pain and my stress. I’m asleep for sixteen hours a day, I hate it when I’m awake, cause then I feel all my pain. Somnolence is my drug, so I’m popping some pills, like Nyquil, three a day, as if they were my meals. Curse the day of my birth, may not a single shout of Joy be heard, I hate the fact that I’m alive on this earth. Let that morning’s stars darken, let the grave snatch how I all started, and I’m tearing all my garments. I have no peace. Though I sleep, God I get no rest, only turmoil and hurts, never quietness. But father God, you have searched me and you know my ways. How I long for your presence and your warm embrace. In the depths of solitude, or the surface of Sheol, if I tried to run from you, there is no where I can go. You’re my God, and I know you can save me, your love is everlasting, and your grace is amazing. While I’m here, in the Belly of the Fish, I pray you give me strength, you’re my deliverance.

Chorus (1x):
To the mother who’s alone, and she struggles to live
And the man who has no home, sleeping under a bridge
And the child who’s afraid cause his daddy’s at war
Your Savior is here, you don’t have to shed a tear anymore.
To the father who is unsure how his children will eat
The grandmother raising kids, cause her daughter’s on weed
And the teen who is pregnant and wants to abort
Your Savior is here, you don’t have to shed a tear anymore.

Verse Three:
Minutes are years. My eyes cry their limitless tears, my infinite fears have me thinking my ending is near, I regret being here, but yet I submit to your plan, I’m intent on serving you, and my life’s in your hands. With Christ in command, I know that I’m becoming the man, I was designed to become in my DNA strands. For good or for worse, in sickness and health. Commitment hurts at times, but in my hell, I’m denying myself. What’s the difference between what you have for me, and what I want for me, show me, I know there has to be some way that I can honestly turn into who I want to be, walking with you in front of me, help me I feel like running some people seem like they’re hunting me. Their verbal guns have been crushing me, there’s no harmony, trusting in what you have for me, but the past is attacking me, makes me feel like I’m actually combating with my family over my coming back, and it’s driving me to insanity. My agony has become too hard to express, I can’t even make sense, talking is a futile attempt. But God, you said you would help when I’m weak, when I can’t even speak, your spirit will still intercede, through my groans, he knows what I should be praying when I’m not, he searches my heart, so it’s as if I’m saying a lot. Rescue me from the mire, don’t let me sink; deliver me from the fire I have been trapped in.

Chorus (1x):
To the mother who’s alone, a

Precious Child Of Mine

Written By: Nathaniel C. Feliciano

Title: Precious Child of Mine
Lyrics written by: Nathaniel C. Feliciano
Music produced by: Adam Rios
Verse One:
A lot has changed since the last time you and I spoke. You have refused to reply to the letter I wrote. I want to be with you, but you want to be on your own, you say you need your time to grow, so you put me on hold. Now how am I supposed to feel when I want to be close, to the part of my creation that I care about most? Since before the start of time, I created a plan with you in mind knowing that you would be able to find, all your needs in me, cause I’ am the God who provides. Are you blind? What you’re looking for is in front of your eyes. My son, I can feel your pain inside, I’m your father and I love you, so your pain is mine. And every time that you fall, and you scrape your knees, you make my heart skip a beat, and it’s hard to breathe. I’ve felt every single tear that has fell from your eyes, in you I reside, so it’s as if your making me cry. Don’t ever think for a second my attention you’ve lost. You’re the center of my affection, and of you I’m in awe. To all my children, you’re my world, and I gave you my life. In spite of your past, when you’re with me, your future is bright. Give me a chance, and give me your hand, in my image you have been formed so you literally can do anything, when I’m with you in this difficult life, I never said it would be easy, but the battle is mine.

Chorus (2X):
I wrote this letter cause I want you to know
That your forever on my mind, and I won’t let you go
And if you ever feel alone, lift your eyes to the sky
And know that I’m by your side, Precious Child of Mine.

Verse Two:
So many times I have gazed into your eyes, and said that they outshine the stars up in the sky. Ablaze with elegance in ways I can’t define, your face embellished with a smile that is divine. I can’t help but wish you were by my side, to make you mine is the reason why my son has died. Sure, you’ve made mistakes you regret in life, but with me they’re all erased, cause I make things right. And I made you, despite how you came to be; ultimately it was I who has made you breathe. You’re beautifully composed and all of the finest stones, put together, could never measure half the worth you hold. I’m in love with you, and even though you’ll always be mine, I’m hoping that I could be yours, cause you have to decide if you’ll except me in your life, and embrace what is right, looking to me for direction in the maze that is life. I want to give you all the love that I have, and if your fatherless, I know I’ll be a wonderful dad, and wrap you in the arms of love that is perfect and real, the kind of warmth you can feel, where your scars will be healed. I’m passionate about you, and I want you to see, that I have not created someone who could love you like me. And when the time comes for me to meet you up in the sky, I’ll be amazed at the splendor of my beautiful bride.

Chorus (2X):
I wrote this letter cause I want you to know
That your forever on my mind, and I won’t let you go
And if you ever feel alone, lift your eyes to the sky
And know that I’m by your side, Precious Child of Mine.

I'm Done

Written By: Nathaniel C. Feliciano

Title: I’m Done
Lyrics written by: Nathaniel C. Feliciano
Music produced by: Adam Rios

Verse One:
Everyday, I engage in a struggle within. The very moment I awake is when the scuffle beings. War is waged in my soul, and I’ll never win, till the day that I’m ready to die to this flesh I’m in. Ever since I was born, I’ve been on two different sides; my flesh and spirit vie for the dominance of my life. And even though I’ve tried, I feel like I’ve lost control. I’ve become trapped in my sin, and there’s nowhere to go. I’m losing my mind, the human in me is gradually dying, I’m like an animal pursuing any meal I can find. I like the taste of sin, and my appetite has been craving it. I’m supposed to watch my weight, but I’m only gaining it. I can feel it in the depths of my being; two different nations live inside of me, affecting every breath that I breathe. Every moment I’m alive, I’m involved in a fight, help me Lord to survive, these are dangerous times.

Chorus: {Muffled Lies of Satan}

Verse Two:
I’m going nowhere with this song, I’m not making any sense. My focus is kind of off; my stomach is kind of tense. I’m sick and tired of hearing about the blessings you give, all you do is take from me yet you still expect me to live. (Breathe) And lately I guess I’ve been wondering why, you’re sitting up there in the sky, and just watching me cry. You say that you collect my tears? Honestly, that’s kind of weird; you should focus on my pain, and cause it to disappear. (Breathe) Maybe you like to see your children be scared, and in their moment of despair, make them think that you care, when in reality you don’t cause in Heaven your fine. You can’t relate to all the struggles that encompass our lives. You said you would deliver us, if we gave you a try; there lots of people on this line, and you’re wasting our time. It’s like, I can’t believe that I’m talking to you, you’ll never know how I feel, until you’ve walked in my shoes.

Chorus: {Muffled Lies of Satan}

Verse Three:
I feel so depressed, that I can’t describe my pain. I just ask you for your strength, I need you to make a way. People say you don’t exist, but I feel you in my heart. I need your deliverance, cause I’m standing in the dark. And my hands are lifted high, and I’m asking for a rope, give me one and I will climb, cause I have nowhere to go. (Breathe) I need you now; can you calm the storm inside? Maybe you can help me out, cause I swear I want to die. (Breathe) When I’ am weak, I know that you make me strong, in your arms I’m at peace, cause it’s there where I belong. I’ll admit this life is tough, and right now I want to stop, I need you to lift me up, cause you’re strong when I ‘am not. (Breathe) I’ve made mistakes, and I’ve placed my faith, in things that have faded away, and it’s caused me pain. But loss is gain, because you have made me new. You died for me, and now I will live for you.

Chorus: {Satan says that I’m wasting his time, and says that he is done (hence, the name of the song)}

Discography

As of right now, I don't have any tracks that have streaming or radio play. I just finished my first EP, entitled Nathaniel Caleb.

Set List

1. Temptation
2. Martyr's Alphabet
3. Your Savior Is Here
4. Precious Child of Mine
5. I'm Done