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Ava
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ava was released on March 20, 2026 by Besser-Samstag as a part of the album Ava - Single
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Release DateMarch 20, 2026
LabelBesser-Samstag
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Physical Graffiti
Physical Graffiti
Rap
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damaa.beats
Performer
Wilczynski
Wilczynski
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wilczynski
Wilczynski
Composer
André Jenaro
André Jenaro
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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damaa.beats
Producer
Wilczynski
Wilczynski
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I got fire in the palm of my hands
Weather every storm from here to Japan
Surfing on a concrete plan
From the concrete jungle to the motherlands, Ecuadorian
Maybe extraterrestrial
Maybe ethnicity is blinding, but your soul is amazing
I'm craving only real moments with clear vision
That's my distinction
I only take strict missions with true soldiers
I guarantee that my purpose is bolder
Hugging out all them cold shoulders and low rollers
Stakes is high when I'm up for it, so don't blow it
Rise to the occasion, hard work from the soil to the pavement
Skillful arrangements
I bring the most art to the symphony
Are these raps? Are they soliloquies?
To be or not to be, that is the question
A little bit of both
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
By opposing, end them
[Verse 2]
I love life, notated in its symmetry
Divine patterns circle my vicinity
Stamped with authenticity, innovate to create synergy
Dedicated to this harmony of mine that I came here to share
I relinquish self-serving ideas
And carefully curate this world of inspiration
Intrinsic, altruistic, intuition, come on
[Chorus]
High up in the heavens
High up in the heavens
High up in the heavens
High up in the, high up in the
Da-da-da-da, heaven isn't too far
No, no, no, no, heaven isn't really that far
Da-da-da-da, heaven isn't too far
No, no, no, no, heaven isn't, heaven isn't
[Outro]
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard, their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action
Written by: André Jenaro, Krystell Lorena Garcia, Wilczynski
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