Life is Beautiful 
Prod. @KATAPULT
W the Breeze
Brett Jamez 
Album OTW
LYRICS:


Yo yo yo yo yo yeah
Thank you so much for staying patient 
This exactly why I was asking you too cause
Need to make some classic shit like this you know 
Yeah 
Yeah let the fan
Yeah
Oowa
Back porch ring and she bad too 
I could win a ring but I aint have to 
Rather be on stage with my rap crew 
Tom cooling who know I gave them clues 
Baby sold your crib fuck the law school 
Love how they be petty oh they flawed too 
Drop another classic oh I’m old school 
Tom cooling who know i gave them clues 
The beauty of the lost road 
When you’re from a different cloth oh 
Cut it 
Nobody got my sauce bro 
Hot ones hit me I’m about to pop bro fuck with me 
Used to smoke woods back in high school 
Now I pack bongs out the back cooler 
Big chilling still slaughter thy villain uh
Big bombs say another hail Mary uh
Back when Rose was wearing one
I was holding beads 
Are you paying attention
I pray the rosary 
Ok I’m Peter Parker can’t nobody corner me 
But I don’t hide behind a mask camera solo me 
Back porch ring and she bad too 
I could win a ring but I aint have to 
Rather be on stage with my rap crew 
Tom cooling who know I gave them clues 
Baby sold your crib fuck the law school 
Love how they be petty oh they flawed too 
Drop another classic oh I’m old school 
Tom cooling who know i gave them clues 
How I keep it steady liquor try to do me dirty 
Bit fatigued big lead by the second half 
Been a nerd but I guess your hoe got a sweet tooth 
She tried to suck me I told her don’t get a brain freeze 
I still be colder than KD in the summer season 
Rucker Park I aint cop an eighth since eighteen 
Big smoke keep it clean never rinsed though 
Sick of paying rent but i like how my music free 
Need an upgrade you know who to call baby 
Oh its Bape its Birkin you just a brand name 
Can’t fade your energy just a damn shame 
We both rapping but we don’t play the same game 
Back porch ring and she bad too 
I could win a ring but I aint have to 
Rather be on stage with my rap crew 
Tom cooling who know I gave them clues 
Baby sold your crib fuck the law school 
Love how they be petty oh they flawed too 
Drop another classic oh I’m old school 
Tom cooling who know i gave them clues 
Ooo ooo ooo
Yeah yeah yeah yeah 
Back porch swing yeah
Appreciate y’all 
I aint have to win a ring yeah
Ooo ooo ooo
That patience it aint gone be forgotten no doubt
I’m stay here with my rap crew
You know I got y’all man
With my rap crew
Thank you 
Classic shit 
Oowa

Life is Beautiful

Elfe ( Prod. lil staX )

Valentine!(Prod.Lathan)

Blue (booba remix)

WHAT I BE ON (feat. Yung Xiim & ET Reed)

Focus (prod. MoonBM)_S1

Ready for me (Prod. Beatsbyfrost)

Instrumental Boom Bap s'inspirant de l'atmosphère de Grand Theft Auto !!!

Vice City - Instrumental

Vocals: Sebastian Stephan
Beat: Tristan for Shadowville Productions
Vocals Mixing & Mastering: Sebastian Stephan


Glasses to the sky
Yeah yeah yeah yeah 
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah  yeah yeah 
Glasses to the sky
Glasses to the sky

Let the bass roar
Vibrate and bang hard 
Don't know if they’re buying my record
I don’t rhyme about weapons
But put those hands high to the ceiling
Glasses to the sky, sky's the limit
You can make things happen that others haven't yet
Discover talents and train to make the doubters pay respect
Show you got some intellect
When you make that doe and you're starting to invest
Don't lose track of what made you when you walked with baby steps

Do your dance, do your thing
Get creative with that shit
Move your hands, move your hips
We ain’t faking, this is it
Do your dance, do your thing
Get creative with that shit
Move your hands, move your hips
We ain’t faking, this is it
Good vibes, let ‘em stare
This tune’s right, let ‘em hear
Good vibes, let ‘em stare
This tune’s right, let ‘em hear
Let ‘em hear
Glasses to the sky

We got no time to be fake, we just stay real
Make our money and go
I got no time to be fake I just stay real
And have fun with the flow
On my Kurt Cobain thing
Come as you are don't fake, don't front, take a note
Now that's what I call dope
That's what I call dope
No time to be fake, just stay real
Make your money and go
Just make your money and go

I don’t need a fanfare to get to the spot
I came to dance here, show the party some love
We cannot just stand still
Don’t care if the men stare
I do my thing, never could fake, walk the walk
Went through some things, had some poor days, got back up
You might think that I should break, but I toughened up
I like to club hard
And every once in a while, chug down a bottle
But I'm here to change the game like when the flood lights get cut off

Do your dance, do your thing
Get creative with that shit
Move your hands, move your hips
We ain’t faking, this is it
Do your dance, do your thing
Get creative with that shit
Move your hands, move your hips
We ain’t faking, this is it
Good vibes, let ‘em stare
This tune’s right, let ‘em hear
Good vibes, let ‘em stare
This tune’s right, let ‘em hear
Let ‘em hear
Glasses to the sky

We got no time to be fake, we just stay real
Make our money and go
I got no time to be fake I just stay real
And have fun with the flow
On my Kurt Cobain thing
Come as you are don't fake, don't front, take a note
Now that's what I call dope
That's what I call dope
No time to be fake, just stay real
Make your money and go
Just make your money and go

I like records like raw coke
To get the club in motion
Quality is the best form of promotion
Get the word across the ocean
Let the USA listen, too
I stay with the truth
Trying to get paid, shit is way overdue
But I rhyme cause I love it
Trying to stand out like signs on some luggage
I like diamonds but my content rises above it
I’m not out to be fake
I kick that real shit so the crowd can relate
Kick that real shit

Do your dance, do your thing
Get creative with that shit
Move your hands, move your hips
We ain’t faking, this is it
Do your dance, do your thing
Get creative with that shit
Move your hands, move your hips
We ain’t faking, this is it
Good vibes, let ‘em stare
This tune’s right, let ‘em hear
Good vibes, let ‘em stare
This tune’s right, let ‘em hear
Let ‘em hear

Glasses to the sky 
Glasses to the sky
Glasses to the sky

I see through the facades
Don’t need to be a superstar
We grind for our fam, do it hard, do it smart
Hard times made you who you are
Glasses to the sky 

We got no time to be fake, we just stay real
Make our money and go
I got no time to be fake I just stay real
And have fun with the flow
On my Kurt Cobain thing
Come as you are don't fake, don't front, take a note
Now that's what I call dope
That's what I call dope
No time to be fake, just stay real
Make your money and go
Just make your money and go

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As U R (prod. by Tristan)

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