1. Mastering Ceremonies Verse One - Steve Cyning: It’s Love, Lyrics and the Lioness. Mad inspired by the pioneers of Hip Hop. Now ya focus with your eyes and ears, you see that the privateer's here to make your ship rock. They call my style of rhymes; sophisticated, word play; educating, level of beats; elevated, life in Christ; liberated. This is me: I'm the paradigm of Hip Hop. Looney Tunes style how yar chin drops. I'm the old school graduate, straight upper-echelon. I studied rhymes much like light studied Edison. No comparison. Add depth to my repertoire. Yours is the cracker, mine is the caviar. Every bar is majestic, original, authentic. Neoclassic. And I don't say that just because it's topic trending. You get the message: it's me being sincere. You own the spot?! F$#@ it, I'm going in there! Hook - DJ Markit: "You really think you good?!" "Hah!" "Ahah!" "I'd like to teach you my secret technique." Verse Two - Steve Cyning: This aint braggadocio, cuz why would I mention shit you already know?! My signature flow got your vote. It aint multiple choice. As the story unfolds; the love's unanimous. Extra extravagant. Right here is my passion and, Theory Hazit on the boom-bap and it's imperative, with Markit on the decks, I'm on the mic airing it. Thanks for sharing it. If you didnt..: Do so!! Knock hit's like you know, Angels like Albert Pujols. You got fans, I got fam. I'm about that. Count my fans on one hand. Never doubt that, when we Gravitate you wanna turn the speakers up. Cuz when we release it's going Greek like "the Midas touch". Hook - DJ Markit. Outro - DJ Markit. "Now I am the master." "What technique is that?!" "You really hurt me." "The best way of winning is without fighting."

2. Gravitate Intro - DJ Markit "Gravitate to the love, y'all." Hook - Gaia Aikman: They say that home is where the heart is. Well I guess I found my home with you. But your love is one of the fine things. If you let me spend my time with you. Verse One - Steve Cyning: Some call it love that dies hard. Both of us no cold blood. Pumping through our veins. If only things had changed. It's more than lust, by far! Ya stole my heart. It spills blood. Crying out your name. I only see your face. Meditate. Can't think straight: No gold rush, but true love. You my Angel, me Esmee. Was it me?! It should be us. I got this pain in me: I't playing games with me. Candle light, that boogie-woogie, let's be straight with ya. I pray to God that we never fall apart. Cause our love, baby, it was written in the stars. Deep inside- you wanna know? - I never let go. I kept ya close, baby, maybe too close to hold. Where ever we go from now on till heaven. You and me roll on that love cloud together. No matter the weather or how dark it gets. Remember: together we will raise above that/death. Hook - Gaia Aikman Bridge - Gaia Aikman: We made some mistakes but today we will Gravitate to love. Gravitate to love. ("Gravitate to the love, y'all.") What ever it takes, we will find our way to love ("to the love, y'all.") Hook - Gaia Aikman Verse Two - Steve Cyning: Icy as the wind blows, I got no time for bimbo's. The story unfolds: I shouldn't let you go. For what it's worth, no reverse, no excuse for what occurred. Baby, I'm out here all alone. Hangover. Not in the zone. You are way more than estrogen: That's a fact. First Lady, rule as presidents, you're like that. You my angel: priceless my precious. This I had to know before I gave you access. Blastin' holes in the night sky till she bled sunshine. All night, I shouldn't let you go. You touched my soul. Lost control. Stole my heart. It left an hole. I'm on my knee's, baby, like David Hope. Hook - Gaia Aikman Alternative Hook - Gaia Aikman: They say that home is where the heart is. Well I guess I found my home with you. But your love is worth the fighting. If you let me spend my time with you. Verse Three - Gaia Aikman: The way we move, we aint playing a game. Put your mind to it, let me show the way. Some things will never change. Some things won't ever change. Gotta love the way. The way you say my name. What ever it takes. Let me show the way. Outro - DJ Markit: "One Love." "What does it all mean?" "Kinda like." "A special kind of healing." "Gravitate to the love, y'all." "This is what it's gonna take to keep us together." "One Love."

3. The Ocean Verse One - Steve Cyning: Sitting on the crescent moon, swinging our legs. Staring at the stars is a thing of the past. High above the earth without the fear of falling. I'm reflecting on my dreams but the globe is small. So I take it to the universe: follow my heart. Pick up a pencil; fill the void beyond the stars. Inspired by the twilight I write mine. Scatter transparent letters across the night sky. I saw the sun dancing on the raindrops, turn my desert to a well. It made the overcast break up. It's a message, not a spell. It's the very reason why I be chasing my dreams: It's my season: My footprints are planting my seeds. One day I'll look back and see 'em full grown, as they whisper to the skyline that the path that I choose is of hope, is of love, first and fore most my own. Whether it's baseball of Hip Hop, till God brings me home. Hook: “These are small boats” “It's a big ocean.” “There's a language barrier.” “If I disappear and drift away from this boat...” Verse Two - Steve Cyning: I wrote to you these letters; feelings bottled up. Spinning 'round it's axis, the ocean of applause. Waves of sound crashing, full circles on the clock. It stretches the scripture of sea around the rock. It's sunken syllables are arising from it's womb. I hope the sun is reading through reflection of the moon. Read between the lines so we get on the same page. Read at the same pace, whether you're the audience or center stage. Love, Lyrics and the Lioness, my piece. It became way more than just a title on the record sleeve. I hope you see the love, feel the tears, taste the blood. My dreams be the stars reflecting in my flood. Connect the dots: From Gravitate to Legendary. Explain my dreams. Call me a visionary. I treasure dreams, kinda like what Joseph did. It's the ocean in my verse, but, ey, shit. Hook Poem - Steve Cyning: The sun is dumping honey in the ocean so the tide will survive. The stars be my dreams and the ocean (..?) is my mind. The day is at it's end. The night revealing many lights. I'm aiming for the stars so the tide will survive. HOOK OUTRO: “And people found out. They laughed at me and you know all these things. And I'm like: Man, I don't care. I think it's cool and, you know, I'm learning a lot and..Some of my friends have jobs!!"

4. Beautiful Creatures Verse One - Steve Cyning: I made it where I am on my own, call it solitaire. I aint self-centered much, let me be sincere: For my album there weren't many volunteers. Especially the Holy Hip Hop scene would not have cared. I made it despite of all my misfortunes. Press forward. I keep my writing on what's important to me. I don't care if you relate to that. It aint popular maybe, yet I got people saying that I spit that Hip Hop, hold it down for true emcee's. What ever works for you, man. I'm just doing me. Even if I don't reach the bottom of the charts I'll continue to speak from the bottom of my heart. Cuz the rap game is crowded. Most cats are dumming it out. Track the sun through the clouds: All I get is a frown. You won't be the first and won't be the last to doubt me. I track that sound till those runaways write home about me. Hook - Cher Koper: I put in my heart and soul. Music playing all night long. Let it be the only air I breath. When I focus on the sun, the moon is shining all night long. Nobody can stop me chasing dreams. Verse Two - Steve Cyning: I got love for my people, they're Beautiful Creatures. Heavy on the beat: Call it beautiful features. Thankful to Jesus. D'you know what it is? Last year He separated the real from the counterfeits. "Started from the bottom, now we're here." So sincere, let the message be clear, yeah. So committed to what we composing. Put our heart in like any other organ donor. Ah. The very moment of our life's now. Motivated breath. Still shining when it's lights out. Ah. I found love - buzz - Imagine how heaven sounds. Word will get around like chirpin' birds flying south for the winter. Over dedicated is an understatement. Always elevate it, break it down to recreate it. Long awaited. But now it's finally here. One love for my people. Finally. Yeah! Bridge - Cher Koper: When I sing I put my heart on the beat. My nature, talents and dreams. It's what we bring: It's just my people and me. Against the world is us. Love and peace bring unity. Hook - Cher Koper.

5. Gung-Ho Steve Cyning: No sweet secret I was digging your roots. What's good. Now look at that ***, yeah you good. Sipping drinks, one thing, too much of liquor. Still driving your own shit. Yeah, she a keeper. A diva. Not only your features, but the way that you speak-ah. A pleasure to meet ya. I be taking ya home. Speak on the phone. Love poems. Hushed tones. A losing bet made me making you dinner. The queen that I want has a thing like a king. Lioness, just short of halo and wings. The way we connect is like Erasmus to Rotterdam. I lend you my jacket to be sure I saw you back again. Back again, introducing that Wu-Wear. Reciting that C.R.E.A.M. at the Britain near Beurs square. For those who weren't there, that was my girl: Quietly shopping and still rocking my world. Eyo. Now that star's out of reach: Disappearing in the distance. It's orange breeze runs a shiver down my spine. Memories like mirrors in a prison. Visions. Reflecting on your love and the day that it was mine. Our little piece of heaven. Still remember how it felt: Warm bedsheets. The place where lucifer fell. From heaven to hell, got to admit that I was wrong: Truth in what they tell; you don't miss it till it's gone. I did you wrong because I was f^&#@* up lost. We never did a war-tour that wasn't your lingo. Gung-ho you threatened me single. You was right, so I couldn't be angry with you. Your eyes, the gunslingers at high noon. Silence more worse than a typhoon. I do love you, but do understand; all we went through is what made me a man. Your message so brutal, delivery was kind. What hurts is that it's true and all ya said was right. But while you was chasing dreams I wasn't merely watching. I took you in my arms so you could touch it. Every time you suffered I took you to that star to re-enlight the fire that was dancing in your heart. Dancing was your heart and thus it wasn't mine. Dancing was your star, a dream. Yeah, she was mine. Now that star's out of reach. Disappearing in the distance. Many other stars are appearing in the sky. Memories like mirrors in a prison. Visions. Maybe it's a sign. I should use it as a guide. Use it as a guide, cuz the stars will align. And when they do, they will show me the truth. It's a truce. It's a sign of good things to come. Maybe one step back, but never back to square one.

6. Strings Attached Steve Cyning: When I spit this shit, do you feel this shit? Do you really understand how real this is? Somebody show me how to deal with this. The devil's on my left like a parrot on my shoulder. The devil's advocate is seated on the other. Like Victoria's they whisper secrets in my ear. No fear but seductive. Dangerous to touch. It's lust. Her curves like "Please remember us". Being with her under the covers of love rocked me to sleep by just enjoying the F&#@ -uhh. May start as a tease, wont tire of these. It took my eyes of my dream. Blinded by your beauty. Bubbles pop, like you drown in a jacuzzi. Final sex only adds to the confusion. Alter ego doubled as my stunt double. All bloody. Felt more like a crash dummy. Now it's telling me: "Eyo, listen dummy!!" "If she can't help ya focus, you better let her pass on ya. The ass on her won't make the love last longer. A simple word of advice." A little late but it's true. I have to get my act together, real soon. If I want to survive. Dreaming of success. Awake to achieve it. This be my year so y'all better believe it. Not just driven. I'm actually driving. Success be the state of mind that I'm in.

7. Suitcase Verse One - Steve Cyning: I spend hours in the storage loft up above the roof space. Itchy eyes, I blew the dust of a suitcase. Felt the weathered leather, hours and its very seconds. Tiny golden logo took the sunlight in all directions Shield my eyes, cursing it in heavens name Snapped the locks, grabbed the top and made it elevate. Breath of fresh air whispering my very name. It pulled me in, like the Narnia closet. It slammed shut; I heard the dirt hit the coffin top. Kick in blind panic. Grim reaper measured up all my love, all my life, burning hate and depth of rhymes. Felt his cloak touch my arm, then I closed my eyes. Hook - Steve Cyning & Cher Koper: I keep a world in my suitcase. (In my suitcase.) I keep a world in my suitcase. (In my suitcase.) I keep a world in my suitcase. (In my suitcase.) My kingdom. Verse Two- Steve Cyning: It opened up in ninety-one. Overheard the doctors say they'd seen the classic head nod moving in my sonogram. I felt a subtle hum, the drum of a heartbeat. Under water party man, kicking it with my feet. I felt the cold and then my whole world changed. Sweet smell of towels and it all felt strange. In a suitcase, I recognized for what it was. First trip to heaven was the ceiling planes flying past. Hook Verse Three - Steve Cyning: Opened up my suitcase to the girl that I invited in. Love and Lyrics make queen of my -ah- lions den Taste of cherry blossoms sticky on her lips No girl in the world has me feeling like this. You left me goosebumps, and you read 'em like braille. Your polished nails explain how thats making you feel. Those tiny little details say more than you care tell. I send you love letters from my lungs through the airmail. Cross your tows, bite your lip, take it slow. Barry White till the break of dawn. One more time, before we're taking it home. First things first, lets keep the suitcase closed Hook Verse Four - Steve Cyning: The stowaway made captain. The suitcase my passion. I navigate my dreams like the frigate that flies I'm sailing for the stars where I make 'em collide. It's the fine line of timing and just living this life. When the waves hit the city and it floods like the ocean why dwell on the moment, while the world is in motion? I keep my suitcase in case that it all falls down I wish ya save travels, make the world go 'round. Outro - Cher Koper & Hayl The Angel: My lady, what you got there? Is that your suitcase? I can carry it for you.. What's your name? My name is Hayl.. Your guardian Angel.

8. Bamboozle Verse One - Steve Cyning: Frizzy hair and headphones, heels and the swiss case. Obviously a dancer, precise like a sensei. Waiting at the station on a train that never came. Blame that on the company cuz now yar running late. Hey, the homie introduced us, I quikly caught your name. Quik to start a conversation we continued in the train. Made our way to Amsterdam, from the minute that we boarded the time went by so fast, almost like we teleported. That morning (I) met a woman who was working on her dreams. with ebullience leaking at the seams. Yes indeed, later on I saw you practise what ya preached Ever wispering to me like laughter in the summerbreeze. The moment that you sing, is the moment that you're free. Its when you spreath your wings is when others come to see Explained to you some feelings I was 'scribing with a pen Couple weeks later you replied to BPM. Hook - Steve Cyning: I dont wanna jinx it, nor it to get twisted. Dont wanna rush things, I dont wanna miss it. Ya got me confuised but somehow that does suite you. You got your own name, but let me call you bamboozle. Verse Two - Steve Cyning: Wings and halo, an angel, friendship painfull. You got that soul, y'make it rain on my parade tho. I called you twelve times over two months Ya said you'd call me back but never did once. Whats going on? What did I do is wrong? ..Why has it gone cold You got me stopping in my tracks for the Lioness on Rhodes. So, you got soul but youre so cold like in a movie. The truth is, ya misunderstood like the invite for sushi. I call you a B#@&* under my breath. You where my sister, my friend, so it's out of respect. Almost out of respect, cuz you left and said nothing. If its something I did, then turn back and start frontin'. Cuz when worst comes to worst are the words that I live by. My homies come first, Mother Earth, maybe its why this time I take this shit personal. First of all, I took ya serious, Im serious, like here she is Bridge - Steve Cyning: Ya taught me love is an expression, love is acceptence. Expression requires every collor is the spectrum. Selfreflection makes the light change direction. Perfection is only acheived by interaction Hook - Steve Cyning Verse 3: Respect the heels that you got on. Your voice, it was spot on, it let me eavesdrop on your dreams, but now I catch on My limit's been the sky ever since Ive been in this. Yar reachin' for the stars, living limitless.