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IN THE END ITS NOT GONNA MATTER HOW MANY BREATHS YOU TOOK
BUT HOW MANY MOMENTS TOOK YOUR BEATH AWAY

Ive lost breath so angry I could smash a face
Tear em out there frame and put em in there fucking place
I rarely feel this rage man its feeding off my hate
For life and what its became at times I fucking hate this place
I wasn’t ready but now id die a thousand deaths
To hold you in my arms and listen your first breathes
That shit weighs the heart on my mind everyday
Ill never hear their voice or what you had to say
Its just me an empty bottle and my enemies
Reminisceing on the past and how i’ll be the end of me
Fuck you youre not cool your dollars don’t make sense
Fuck you and your judgement ive been trying to live selfless
You don’t reflect on the anything just concentrate on wealth
Ive gotten to the point where its hard to ask for help
I take my pride for ride burn till the bowls gone
I try to hide but die inside I sit and watch the world turn
Im not any better shit im prolly worse
But I see what im during just gotta break the curse
Dippin in a hearsh coffin made a metal
My beautiful depression advanced to the next level
If I could go back, fuck I change it all
id try and do it right and see what lifes really for
take a look into the minds eye study the soul
why we lose 21 grams to pay the reapers toll
why are we here who are the monsters
reflect & meditate study our chakras
how to be content in this fast paced rat race
at the edge of the cliff attempting to seal fate
it feels great to feel free but you gotta pay
it kills me to be here but I gotta stay
ive done my dirt still digging from the underground
times flies with in a blink and with out a fucking sound
hold onto memories a picture paints a thousand words
pour out that henessy for all the homies in the dirt
reaching for the stars but the gutter is comfortable
no one wants nothing from you when you aint living comfortable
im on cutting spree like i sliced my throat and wrist
you don’t know me see or how it feels to think like this
my minds twisted up I try hard not to give a fuck
but I give to many so right here I stay stuck
I cant talk to no one even the kids say im reclusive
In my room all day thinking bout whats right and useless
Abusive and truant late for my own funeral
Concluded im lucid the fact is that brutal
Outta 4 chambers theres a section that bleeds black
Infecting all sectors heading straight for the bandlands
my life in a trashcan watch the bums pick crumbs
of half accomplishments and what I should of dones
Thinking bout going on the run fuck there 8months
But then im back where I started when I should be done
With the kid shit the constant irritation
Of when im going in and how much time ill be facing
I finish last finding beauty in the trash
Searching for time wishing the love would last
were to content alone zoned walking with our shadows
im grown tryin to approach without flying off the handle
I try to check the temp but the gauge don’t work
im stressed from the mess I created from dirt
I wish I knew then what I know now
Feed your mind not your mouth fuck the in crowd
That shits too crowded vampires and snakes
Ready to stab u in the back and blow up in your face
The rains droppin now but it don’t feel right
Will I wake up tomorrow will I see another night
Is whats on my mind no dreams im too high
Burning that good watching time fly by
In my world I sit and the smoke swirl
Wondering if id be happier if I found a girl
Another set of emotions some more problems
I cant control my own my problems I cant solve em
Relationshipwrecks hearts washing up on shore
Missin pieces to puzzles aren’t needed any more
Cant manage this madness just capture the sadness
I cant come to terms with advancing my status
So ill be where im at embracing whats tragic
Eyes wide shut waiting for my life to happen
War stories beings sung the jd is almost done
kush rolled up burn with the sun
MY ENERGY IS FRIEND OF ME
WHAT MOST PRETEND TO BE
ALWAYS WATCH MY BACK
KEEP 3 EYES ON MY ENEMIES

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released August 24, 2012
INSTRUMENTAL CREDITS GO TO @Cjcortezbaby @YOUTUBE: MIX AND MASTER CREDITS GO TO DR. DEADROCK FROM COUNTERCLOCKWISE (CCW)

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Mr Crowley of the Rhythm Writers Running Springs, California

MR CROWLEY IS A SOLO VENTURE STEMMING FROM A GROUP CALLED THE RHYTHM WRITERS BASED OUT OF ORANGE COUNTY CALIFORNIA. MEMBERS INCLUDE AWAX OF THE RHYTHM WRITERS AND JRAY OF THE RHYTHM WRITERS. ALSO BOTH ON BANDCAMP. YOU LEARN ALOT ABOUT SOME ONE WHEN YOU LISTEN TO SONGS THAT MEAN SOMETHING TO THEM" YOU CAN FIND ME ON FACEBOOK : www.facebook.com/mrcrowleyoftherhythmwriters TWITTER AND ITUNES ... more

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