DOWNTOWN 85

by ClockWork Cros

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Entire Album Produced by ZEPS.
@ZEPS.

Entire Album Engineered & Mixed By Kidde
@KiddeMusic

All Album & Singles Art By Crosby.
@ClockWorkCros

Individual Tracks Credited on Song Page.

All Interludes are excerpts from Downtown 81, a film that was shot in 1980-1981 by director Edo Bertoglio. The film was written and produced by Glenn O'Brien, and is a rare real-life snapshot of ultra-hip subculture of post-punk era Manhattan. Starring renowned artist Jean-Michel Basquiat and featuring audio voice overs by Saul Williams. The film is a bizarre elliptical urban fairytale surrounding the Lower East Side.

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released March 12, 2012

For Immediate Release:
CROSBY "DOWNTOWN 85"

Crosby just released his new digital album "Downtown 85" online, available through the website www.Downtown85.com, just two months after releasing his first mixtape "New York Posterboy" which received widespread attention. The second of a series of ambitious monthly record releases, "Downtown 85" appropriates upon the narrative of Basquiat and his fellow urban artists who come from around the world to the Manhattan's Lower East Side to work with a shared sense of freedom. Crosby establishes that he is of that bohemian tribe; a native born and raised. He was born as crime crack down, Operation Pressure Point, appeared to dent the ever present drug supermarkets of Alphabet City. As Crosby grew up, he watched from his father's shoulders as the police abused the homeless and pressed the will of corporate society. The neighborhood gentrified, while the drug trade continued in hidden form on his street. Crosby quickly learned to understand the increasingly elaborate codes of the dealers and witnessed the devastating effects those drugs had on users. He watched as the landscape evolved and the multicultural diversity narrowed. He saw great artists emerge, only to witness them later be consumed by addiction and AIDS.

Building upon the work ethic he developed doing Swizz Beatz's weekly series Monster Mondays, Crosby delivers another full-length album to his ever growing catalog. The composition of the music and graphics of the records is his response to his culture; it shows that Crosby is multilingual; he speaks the languages of hip hop, street surrealism and urban storytelling. Calling upon the legacy of the LES throughout Hip-Hop history, Crosby re-appropriates the Beastie Boys, Rick Rubin and imagery from the eighties era to link the past and present. The urban fairy tale continues with the memorable hit Deja Vue and the heart-pounding Our Souls Together, featuring singer Jordan Lane. He establishes the independence of the Lower East Village in the anthem The 6th Boro and reclaims his medium with Xtra Large featuring scratches from DJ Dylemma. It's Time is tailored to Clockwork Cros, his surrealist clockmaking identity, showcasing the lighter side of the album. With instrumental production entirely done by ZEPS, Downtown 85 is well worth the listen.

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Track Name: XTRA LARGE Feat. DJ Dyllemma
"XTRA LARGE" Lyrics
Yeah! Yeah! You Got It! I Got It!
Don't Stop. I Won't Stop. Now Rock On... (x4)
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What's a scenester? What's a hipster?
Every bodies an artist, ain't no body a listener
I'm a searcher, I'm a Galileo worker
My flow tighter than the jeans on a jerker
Don't hate, I'm out late with all the lurkers
And gangs of little kids that don't give a shit and might hurt ya
Music now a days all sounds like squeezy toys
So I'm a fight for my rights like a Beastie Boy
The Beastie Boys? Your more like a baby right
I'm like na, I was born in downtown in 85
I do it big and go extra hard
They ask what medium I use, I say Extra Large
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Yeah! Yeah! You Got It! I Got It!
Don't Stop. I Won't Stop. Now Rock On... (x4)
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Track Name: DÉJÀ VUE
"DÉJÀ VUE" Lyrics
Show love, Don't hate my dude
Don't make me break my cool
And if ya do what ya say ya do
Play it back like it's Déjà Vue
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Bang! Were holding the bank up
Dam man, no one to thank but, us
I don't owe you a thing, it's lonely as king
You think I could grow me some wings, I'm fly
Wing span surreala, forreala
I'm cozy, can't hold me like chinchilla
So if ya do what ya say ya do,
play it back like it's Déjà Vue...
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I'm having Déjà Vue... Are you! having Déjà Vue...
I'm having Déjà Vue
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Show love, Don't hate my dude
Don't make me break my cool
And if ya do what ya say ya do
Play it back like it's Déjà Vue
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Boom! Were blowing the bank up
And then?! were throwing a stack up
Yeah yeah I know you heard it before
Two knocks at the door... or...
It was a block of C4... Or...
At least you can help
It's kinda like history straight repeating itself
So if ya do what ya say ya do,
play it back like it's Déjà Vue...
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I'm having Déjà Vue... Are you! having Déjà Vue...
I'm having Déjà Vue
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Show love, Don't hate my dude
Don't make me break my cool
And if ya do what ya say ya do
Play it back like it's Déjà Vue
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Track Name: EAT YOUR HEART OUT
"EAT YOUR HEART OUT" Lyrics
I can feel it in my room every night before I sleep
Waiting just to reach and scratching at my sheets
I can see the shadows as they creep, phantoms of the beast
Lost secrets that it keeps, blending in with what I see
Lost dreams that I believed, wish it was for me
But it could never be, just another dead end street
Personified as greed in this dark decent
It said, Have whatever you like to your hearts content
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Eat Your Heart Out, So my heart can beat
Once you start to eat, you can hardly speak
Before you take apart of the god in me
Just breathe, now Eat Your Heart Out
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The high sign, granting everything I wish
Hell doesn't exist, flirt with death so devilish
My name on every list, marble floors under carpets
No turning back heartless, introduce the artist
Breaking in new markets and audience I target
Nominees awarded but they'll never beg your pardon
Before they interrupt, tailor make the tux
Told me, You have to promise to give everything up
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Eat Your Heart Out, So my heart can beat
Once you start to eat, you can hardly speak
Before you take apart of the god in me
Just breathe, now Eat Your Heart Out
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Just when you thought it was over, getting clean and sober
It tighten on its grip and pulled you in closer
If you ever get a clear shot you better pull it
They bullies, a favor kill you faster than a bullet
New Yorks the apple Adam gave Eve to eat
Life on easy street, there's no need to speak
Stares move in and move out, be careful picking a house
Told me, once your in, your in and you'll never get out
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Now Eat Your Heart Out (x2)
Now Eat
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Track Name: DROP THE BOMB
"DROP THE BOMB" Lyrics
They dropped a bomb (x4)
They dropped a bomb on us.
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Regan, Carter, Clinton, Bush
All up in the kitchen ready to cook
Regan, Carter, Clinton, Bush
Look...at all the lives you took
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As Little kids on my block we all hung out
Some how we didn't care we made fun of 'em all strung out
Some mothers, some fathers and the sound of lighters
Leaning so far over others covered with spiders
Some seemed higher and others seemed dead
Some so skinny looked like they hadn't been fed
They do anything for a bag, even give head
But I was so young I didn't notice back then
Down the block just to cop out a hole in the wall
It's a jungle out there so there's no one to call
And if the street lights go out its an all out war
Garbage cans on fire just trying to keep warm
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Regan, Carter, Clinton, Bush
All up in the kitchen ready to cook
Regan, Carter, Clinton, Bush
Look...at all the lives you took
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They dropped a bomb on us.
They dropped a bomb
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Now a days kids rap, in those days they sold crack
Used to get it in abundance and seal it in the wax
Some kids ran solo and others had camps
And to get there custise back they'll brand it with a stamp
Stand up on the curb and when they get the word
They''l line em all up in a row and everyone'll get served
It was quite the sight to see to say the least
Dealers keep the peace to keep away police
Now a days the streets are clean but people still lean
Just hope that there not seen as the children all dream
Just cover there eyes please, they don't need to look
You can thank Regan, Carter, Clinton, and Bush
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They dropped a bomb on us.
They dropped a bomb
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Track Name: COUNTING ON YOU
"COUNTING ON YOU" Lyrics
We are counting on you...
You gotta make it cause I'm saying what your sayings all true
We are counting on you...
You gotta make it, gotta make it, gotta make it
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My entire life I've been preparing myself
I feel like in the back of my mind I've been daring myself
I stare at myself in the mirror as an only child
With a lot of character and a lonely style
I take a second to think, times the weapon I bring
From the first second I step in the ring
I'm not stressing a thing, that's a given
Start thinking about what I could do with a minute
I'm my only competition, I'll get better with time
Anything I ever said I said better in rhyme
Whether I'm ahead of my time or inspired by the past
I got them counting on me, on me like the dials in the dash
My future scares me half to death, will I have time to kill
So I'll ask for the check and die before I sign the bill
Think of the life that I live, give all my things to my kids
Sign my will and wish away all the things that I did
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We are counting on you...
You gotta make it cause I'm saying what your sayings all true
We are counting on you...
You gotta make it, gotta make it, gotta make it
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Track Name: THE 6TH BORO
"THE 6TH BORO" Lyrics
The 6th Boro, We The 6th Boro (x3)
The 6th Boro, The Lower East Side
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Don't get it twisted, we sent our enlisted
and they wonder where our unity's at
I got a vision, we bout to make our mission
Because it's about time we bring our community back
I don't play yo, I point out the plain clothes
If I may say so, they stand out like day glow
Wait wow, stop snitching, I didn't at all
But listen that's the kind of snitching I would endorse
They robbing hoods til there rich and then won't give to the poor
Democrats and Republicans, there's no difference at all
The moment you try to pass the ball there picking it off
They draw the lines you color in, is my point getting across
The more employees laid off the bigger the boss
Madoff or the war in Iran just think of the cost
Welcome to the LES where it's best to get thorough
And if you didn't already know, it's the sixth borough
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The 6th Boro, We The 6th Boro (x3)
The 6th Boro, The Lower East Side
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Now listen real close on this here second verse
Cause when the weapons burst you can't clearly hear unless it hurts
From the projects to burbs, the concepts absurd
Cops collect 'em first instead of protect and serve
Come here with your ear hear how this message works
Whats homeland security and protection worth
If you lose your freedom of speech and explicit words
I rather exit this earth than not express concern
In New York City we fight for the choice to be equal
So just call me the young village voice of the people
Welcome to the LES where it's best to get thorough
And if you didn't already know, it's the sixth borough
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The 6th Boro, We The 6th Boro (x3)
The 6th Boro, The Lower East Side
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Track Name: IT'S TIME
"IT'S TIME" Lyrics
So I'm cutting this head, someone who's dead
There looking at me, but nothing is said
I cut in there eye, replace it with time
Look and you'll find, just what I've designed
Making clocks is my grind, as hard as I try
They always remind me I'm out of my mind
I gotta work hard and stay on my job
Cause I'm my own boss, I'm ClockWork Cros
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Cros!
Is It Time?! Is It Time? Is It Time?
It's Time... (x4)
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Now lets begin, the sound in my crib
The more that I make, the louder the tick
The icons I get and the figures I dig
Each eye that I slit, there faces don't winch
Just stare at me with those glares I'm convince
That I've become sick or that one of them blinked
I don't know which, but I do know this
That I don't do this so that I can get rich
Thank god that they say,
I got what it takes, with these clocks that I make
Before every tock I create,
Dials pop into place, on top of the face
With the drop of some tape,
It's not gonna break, in a box to keep safe
Every block in the state, every popular place
Any shop that I grace, Hello ClockWorks the name
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Cros!
Is It Time?! Is It Time? Is It Time?
It's Time... (x4)
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There's counter weights lifting, while four faces twitching
Big Ben is ringing on top of Great Britain
I drop an edition without proper permission
They say I should stop but I'm not gonna listen
I'll stand in one spot like I grand father clock
Counting each second and hands on my watch
The man of the hour demands that it stops
But time is timeless so that it cannot
Minutes and hours can turn into years
Measured by golden hands, dials and gears
What got you here, won't get you there
A light year is five trillion miles from here
Listen a minute I'm kicking a hot verse
Think out the box, I'm making the box burst
My time is coming, I'd love to just drop first
Watch I'll get to the top like clockwork
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Cros!
Is It Time?! Is It Time? Is It Time?
It's Time... (x4)
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It's Time! I add to the eye, my clockwork before the batteries die
It's Time! Address me as sir, like I'm her majesty's knight
It's Time! It had to be time, my lord, a sword for my adamant rhymes
It's Time! Holding my head so high the Queen'll need a ladder to climb
Dressed like a fresh knight, bless mics until I get ZEPS hype
Lets strike, whenever the time is right like a vet might
Yes! I, come back as father time in my next life
ClockWork Cros, signing out until next time
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Cros!
Is It Time?! Is It Time? Is It Time?
It's Time... (x4)
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Track Name: LIFE OR DEATH
"LIFE OR DEATH" Lyrics
Fuck the land of the rich, they ain't standing for shit
They want the population controlled and implanted with chips
Imagine your kids in camps surrounded by fence
Sound the alarms, right to bear arms, we found our defense
In the middle of the night to come and get you out your crib
It's like fame, there a monster you can never quite out live
Mommi I gotta go play cause I dont want daddy
to go to Guantanamo Bay over what I might say
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She said, Fire! Fire! Fire!
Off with his head!
He said, Fire! Fire! Fire!
Off with his head!
They said, Fire! Fire! Fire!
Off with his head!
What would you choose?
Life or Death. (x2)
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This art for the rich, I'm just caught in the mix
You have to remind yourself when you start to forget
I'm from New York, where you can't own a gun
Listen son, I'll bite my hand if I hold my tongue
Just focus on your goals til its a hole in one
And do what's right even if your the only one
They got Gaddafi and Saddam, Iraq and Vietnam
I know we can't avoid all war, but were dropping all the bombs
You can read the New York Times or Economist
Believe in Wiki Leaks or Anonymous
Be up to your neck in debt from your college bid
It's like a privatized jail that they drop you in
While big tobacco keeps spreading all the cancer
In a future near you where there's no public dancers
On Wall Street, I wanna say thank ya to the bankers
They got firing squads ready for when you start demanding answers
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She said, Fire! Fire! Fire!
Off with his head!
He said, Fire! Fire! Fire!
Off with his head!
They said, Fire! Fire! Fire!
Off with his head!
What would you choose?
Life or Death. (x2)
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Track Name: THE LOUVRE
Produced By ZEPS
@ZEPS

Engineered and Mixed By Kidde
@KiddeMusic
Track Name: OUR SOULS TOGETHER Feat. Jordan Lane
"OUR SOULS TOGETHER" Lyrics
Were getting closer, cause our souls are together
cause our souls are together (x3)
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She's my home, she just touch me to my soul
finger tips upon my pulse
feeling with both our eyes closed
imagination has no clothes
were just losing all control
no more touching to the floor
so were getting even closer, and closer, and closer....
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I'm her man,
I'll do anything for her, anything I can
The feeling hit me like I had to dance
She just ran up on me before I had the chance
I ain't have to ask, she just grabbed her hand
We fought through the crowd as they threw there hands
Caught the holy ghost, touch comatose
Souls overdose when we get so close...
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Were getting closer, cause our souls are together
cause our souls are together (x3)
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Were getting closer
where ever we are at
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Were getting closer, cause our souls are together
cause our souls are together (x3)
Track Name: ACTION
"ACTION" Lyrics
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Let's get this party started right, this heart of mine
When the feeling takes over its hard to fight
Let's get it on, When I'm in the zone
I don't want to play around I want to get it on
I want it all, I don't play the wall
When it starts heating up I just take it off
I ain't going home, I'm in my mode
You don't want to hear nothing, turn off your phone
Action! This music is my magic,
I do this with a passion, I came here to get smash and
Just hear this music blasting, you think that I was asking, It's more like I'm demanding and that is why your dancing, I came here for some Action
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Are you ready for some Action
Everybody wants some Action
On the set I'm screaming Action
Lights Camera Action
Everybody wants some Action
Are you ready for some Action
3, 2, Action
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Let's keep this party going strong, keep holding on
Everybody going crazy when they throw this on
O this my song, say Oh my god
Going all night long until the break on dawn
And the party down stop, everybody gone rock
Somebody gone drop cause we got it so hot
and they better all watch, we just pile on top
and its all eyes on me as soon as the beat drops
you want it I'ma give it to you
this is live action, you can have it, I'ma slip it to you
you gotta grab it, just imagine, I can live it through you
I know your ready, you've been asking, so I whisper to you
"did you come here for some" Action.
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Are you ready for some Action
Everybody wants some Action
On the set I'm screaming Action
Lights Camera Action
Everybody wants some Action
Are you ready for some Action
3, 2, Action
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Track Name: SPELL ON YOU
"SPELL ON YOU" Lyrics
I Put A Spell On You... Spell On You (x3)
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Bought a pen and a book now look at my life story
The ink in its magic and writes it down for me
this music allures me when writer blocks bores me
I put a spell on you so soon you'll adore me
Forces these thoughts to get caught in my dreams
Wake up from sleeping to write what I see
My pen is a wand beyond my reach
And it does the work when my mind cannot speak
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I Put A Spell On You... Spell On You (x3)
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This magic I take to tap in my brain
I think it all day and watch everything change
Wishes simple and plain or for fortune and fame
But the bigger you make'em the longer they'll take
Each list on my page turns ripples to waves
Envision the music I listen to play
This spell that I'm telling is spelling my name
I put a spell on you until we meet again
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I Put A Spell On You... Spell On You (x3)
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Track Name: THE 6TH BORO REMIX Feat. E-Hustle & MC K~Swift
"THE 6TH BORO REMIX" Lyrics
**Crosby Verse**
I look at Lower Manhattan and see the holes in it
Look at Little Italy and feel Chinatown closing in
I'm not here to be in hip hop and blow smoke in it
So every chance I'll know I'll get, I'm going in
I went to high school with kids I knew who grew up to stab and shoot
Blow dust in a pit bulls face until it jump off the roof
Shit so ridiculous it barely comes across as truth
Just ask anyone from my crew who use to chill on my stoop
The same stoop I came off to rap on Mouth Off
Was just a kid when the Lower looked like the South Bronx
Now it looks like a college campus, rent by room
How the fuck did the LES turn into NYU
They never seen block long fire works, they dead those too
I guess shit changes this ain't the same neighborhood I knew
Welcome to the LES where it's best to get thorough
And if you didn't already know, it's the sixth borough