Quake Matthews

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HipHop - Chill

Feel Alive

Global

Last One Left

Last One Left (feat. Owen O’Sound Lee)

The Myth X

Small Talk (feat. Classified)

Live Forever

Whats Poppin (Remix)

Peaches (Remix)

No Friends In The Industry (Freestyle)

Drowning

Back 2 It

Don't Play

Leave Me Be

Leave Me Be (feat. Quake Matthews)

#OccupyTallTrees 02.24.15

Reserve your autographed copy & YYC Official Release Party tickets here:
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Red Light Therapist ft. Kirstyn Johnson

Vinyls now available! 
https://merch.sincerelystephen.com/

My album is a story of triumph, of letting go of all the uncertainty in my head and learning to walk the path of my own heart. “Sincerely” is about realizing how much better this world would be if we all loved ourselves, if we weren’t afraid of being vulnerable and honest. It doesn’t matter who’s president or what technology we invent or what extremists we destroy, the only thing I know is this:

There will never be peace if we do not all love ourselves.

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From my debut album “Sincerely” 
Written, performed, produced, mixed, and mastered by Stephen

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Listen on Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/0HOofIzmgO1zaHMsoU475w
Listen on Apple Music: itun.es/us/RA8Ybb
From me, to you. http://sincerelystephen.com

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I kept asking myself, why them and not me?

Crossfire

He'd trade his guns for love,
But he’s caught in the crossfire,
And he keeps wakin up,
But its not to the sound of birds,
The tyranny, the violent streets,
Deprived of all that we’re blessed with,
And we can’t get enough

Heaven if you sent us down,
So we could build a playground,
For the sinners, to play as saints,
You’d be so proud of what we made
I hope you got some beds around,
Cuz you’re the only refuge now,
For every mother, every child, every brother,
That’s caught in the Crossfire

I’d trade my luck to know,
Why he's caught in the crossfire,
And I’m here wakin' up,
To the sun and the sound of birds,
Society’s anxiety,
Deprives of all that we’re blessed with,
We just cant get enough

Heaven if you sent us down,
So we could build a playground,
For the sinners, to play as saints,
You’d be so proud of what we made
I hope you got some beds around,
Cuz you’re the only refuge now,
For every mother, every child, every brother,
Who’s caught in the Crossfire

Can I trust what I’m given?
When faith still needs a gun,
Whose ammunition,
Justifies the wrong?
And I can’t see, from the backseat,
So I’m asking from above,
Can I trust what I’m given,
Even when it cuts?

So Heaven if you sent us down,
So we could build a playground,
For the sinners, to play as saints,
You’d be so proud of what we made
I hope you got some beds around,
Cuz you’re the only refuge now,
For every mother, every child, every brother

Who’s caught in the crossfire,
Who’s caught in the crossfire,
Who’s caught in the crossfire,
Who’s caught on the cross...

Crossfire

ON SPOTIFY

In Search of a Dream (Prod. Scena)

The next chapter of "Crossfire," originally from my debut album "Sincerely."

Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/6MrLtLvKICLC6ZdgTDGdsW
Listen on Apple Music: https://itun.es/us/D6PUeb
From me, to you. sincerelystephen.com


Crossfire, Part II (Feat. Talib Kweli & KillaGraham)

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Lyrics

Think happy thoughts
The only way to fly is to never fall
Neverland, that is why it's called
Waiting, I defy the laws
Life’s a bitch watch her show her bosoms at the Mardi Gras
I live for the rainy days and overcast
Just so I can stunt on the sun I know you mad
My horoscope probably said some shit about growing up
Not the ZODIAC killer but I don't give no fucks
This no rental tux
Was born with this suit of armor
Arnold Palmer
Swinging in a sauna with snake charmers
They tell me my day’s warmer
So how could stay calmer
We’re all gon’ be gone soon
Death at the next corner
I live for my dreams so it seems indebted more
But do you think Angels in heaven care about credit scores?
6 feet under makes me wonder bout how I wanna go
Just bury me in love
I’m a product of my goals
I know I’m not usually one to brag
But the feelings I’ve overcome
Are the greatest feelings I’ve had
Tell em put it all in the bag
You’re gonna pay me in glory
You might’ve written me off
But you’re gonna read me in story
The underdog
Went over they head tough
I’m the 1 twice over
Hut three like I’m Bledsoe
If I did what you said so
I’d probably be dead so
I follow the voice in my head
It tells me I’m special
You ready then let’s go
Run forrest, Run forrest, Run forrest 
Spit wildfires, I run forrest
Murdering verses
Let the beat hold the gun for us
You once had me hooked
But I’ve become an undun chorus
We all can plant seeds
But I’m relying on one florist
That’s me though
Rap game Ninos
Do it all for a c-note
Where’s the love?
Where’s the passion?
The honor inside of your actions?
The moment they build you up 
They’ll divide you into a fraction
Be you

Thanks YourEDM! - http://www.youredm.com/2016/09/28/khary-murders-verses-mazdes-new-neverland/

Last One Left (feat. Owen O’Sound Lee)

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