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Styles of Beyond

Styles of Beyond are an underground hip hop group from the San Fernando Valley of Los Angeles, California. The group consists of MCs Ryan Patrick Maginn (Ryu) and Takbir Bashir (Tak), Colton Raisin Fisher (DJ Cheapshot), and producer Jason Rabinowitz (Vin Skully). They have released two LPs, one mixtape and were heavily featured on Mike Shinoda's Fort Minor project in 2005. At one point they were also signed to Shinoda's Machine Shop Recordings label, although they left the label in late 2008. They are also heavily associated with the underground rap group Demigodz which features similar underground artists such as Apathy, Celph Titled, and 7L & Esoteric. more »

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2005

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These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they've lost their soul
And everywhere I go I see another person like me
Trying to make it all feel like home

Standing on the bridge in the dark and I'm seeing my breath
Trying to make it home without freezing to death
And my grandfather's face is stuck in my mind
And how seeing him tonight's gonna be the last time
I should've brought a jacket
Blowing in my hands like it's really gonna stop the chill
I buy a cup of coffee with a five dollar bill
Thinking, laying in that box people look so still
At times like these you start thinking
Your first breath in and the clock starts ticking
I'm not trying to bum anyone out
Not trying to be dramatic, just thinking out loud
I'm just trying to make some sense in my mind
Some defence from the cold that I'm feeling outside
And for a minute, escape with some rhythm and rhyme 
And get away from the grey just a bit of the time

Yeah, kinda funny how this world can treat you
Like a freak in a sideshow, a carnival creature
Climbing outta cans, I'm a diamond in the sand
But you can't tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones
My life's like trying to swallow a pinecone
It's tough when you live fast, just to die slow
Talk to dial tones, my dreams are far fetched
It seems so I sleep underneath this park bench
I know it don't make sense
And I don't expect for you to know what it's like
Smoke, drink, piss, sniffing everything in my sight
Push rocks in a pipe
Liftoff, I keep puffin' 'til my lips turn white
And my chest gets tight, but who the f*ck really cares
When you're so far left that even death looks right
All I can do is hope for the best and pray
That it gets a little better than yesterday

Pardon me I think I'm next to url
Too many problems going on that's why I left my girl
Packed my bags and I traveled with a pen and my notepad
Pissed that I was broke and all the things that I don't have
But still, I try to find a way to escape
From all the hate planted in my head which lead to mistakes
But now I'm breaking the mold, see I was patient and calm
Many sleep in the rain, but I'm awake in the storm
Writing my life in a short film, The Rise and Fall
How I managed to scorch hills and climb the walls
Pound pavement aimless in this cold existence
Even though things are changing I'm going the distance
Overcoming the doubt that had control for so long
And put it all behind me 'cause life still goes on
Now I'm much stronger, I know where I stand
While lost souls search over and over again

These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they've lost their soul
And everybody's trying not to cry, trying to get by
And trying not to feel out of control
And if you look hard enough
Sometimes you'll find a place that might just remind you of home
But if it doesn't feel like home, you can do what I do
Just pretend you don't feel so alone

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