Finally, Beautiful Eyes is finished and uploaded. Check it out. I've been working on the mastering for so long. It took longer to master it than it did to write it. It's crazy how much work music takes, but it's definitely worth it in my opinion. As long as the resulting sound is awesome, I don't care how long it takes. But I have about 7 more songs being written that are all pretty damn good in their own ways. I have sort of a filtration system for my songs, in that if the song simply isn't good enough, then I loose interest and never finish it. So if a song of mine makes it to completion, it's gotta be worth something. But yeah, the new song is out so take a listen, and in the future if you like my sound, look me up on iTunes once I get everything set up there and I'll have more updated versions of older songs and new stuff that I haven't posted on NewGrounds available for download. Thanks for listening and keep loving the music!!! :)
-Cayler
Doberman
Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don't think sow
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
Cayler
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