Written, Produced, and Recorded by JSUN
Mixed and Mastered by Alex Burns

J☆SUN - Holding Strong

Sweet

Phoenix

hey
I know the last time we spoke
Wasn’t all that nice
But it’s okay
I miss you dearly
But what I have to say
Might upset you

A big ol treehouse
All the way in New Zealand
It got away from us
Yet again my dear

The dream is dead
The dream is dead

the dream is dead

self(less)

koi - angel

[Verse 1: Lil Dark September]
I’m rolling up in this hoe
She say can I get a portion 
I’m like fuck here we go

Lil bitch I ain’t no hero
These fuckers talk in distortion
Its not important enough
My reinforcements 
Take your niggas endorsements 
I’m in the cut with my head down looking boring
But I’m really just Plotting scheming on fortune
You so silly
I smoke dope don’t pop pillies 
My biggest goal is not the cash but I want 13 milly 
These niggas some hoes they want me down but I ain’t got no limits

[Verse 2: Lil Red October]
Sasha pullin up he got dat burner like he Surtr
Bronem send his troopas at me, up my fire they turnin purple 
Pop the trunk, Milo speedin speed off we laughin cause we won 
We not done, XIII Entei bitch we hot just like the sun
I pour my cup, light my blunt ion give a fuck about my lungs 
Im on a hunt, grip my saber I dont step bitch hoe I run 
From no one, I cant stop this evil shit cause Sasha numb
I kit my gun, prolly have to get to robbin for my funds hoe 

Rollin up a blunt, start talkin real lil bitch I love it 
Slur my words, my vision blurred I close my eyes my thoughts are running
Still it's fuck, all these niggas bitch thirteen yo time is coming
Dig a hole, we dump yo body, came with switches we not punching 
Uh, Odin with my Raven's I'm all seeing off dat Onion
Still I'm stressed, Adderall inside my system I can't function

[Verse 3: RemyBux]
them niggas don’t know no betta
this residue on my sweater
that’s from the range i’m shootin well
she asking what’s in yo paycheck you betta show that hoe don’t tell
i’m pulling up with that hot shit 
these niggas run, they flinch, they flail
send me that check in the mail

i need that bread expedite that shit 
i get out my head a fucking crisis embodied, bitch
send em to god, hope niggas praying to christ, 
lil bitch my heart is too pure, i need them blues in my wallet

i don’t like cheap hoes, need that equipped with the fashion shit
i roll up too fast go stupid niggas might crash
woaaah, aye 

i ain’t got none that patience for fuckshit 
shorty diggin the steez i might fuck shit 
niggas challenge me i’m getting buck 

sorrowkult be the gang niggas can’t switch up 
niggas know i’m the truth make more bitter
when you see us in public we code switch

no more calls from bitch cause i’m done with her
know she heard im the truth made her more bitter
when i see her in public i code switch

Aspirant (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

AROS

super shmove records brings you a eerie UKG/Dubstep tune that underscores the cognitive and physical dissonance of partying in an era of intensifying imperialism. with aggressive and sinister bass design, discordant pitch shifted chords, and the shuffling classic rhythms of the 140bpm scene, DO YOU LIKE TO PARTY requires you to pay attention to your own inner strife.

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album art by @aubrey_black

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