open mic night 2024
june dont got internet https://soundcloud.com/dollfacexxx

i found what i lost in the jar of clipped wings
when i wake up from a dream it still feels make believe
i burned every memory so that i can feel serenity
but you were some steps ahead of me

its not just a song to me 
its a letter that i wrote
had to put it down in writing since we never spoke

we stood our ground even on the steepest slopes
we never looked down but i saw a glimpse of hope

and i saw a glipse of hope
its a letter that i wrote
imagine spending every day imagining
what couldve been 

what couldve been you
what couldve been us
imagine thinking that
and its me and its me and its

3 for a verse and its 5 for a scripture
i cant stand myself but we both live together 
its pouring outside and im just like whatever
i got nine on the jeans, nine is the sweater

and i might not come back tonight
and there might be one less person in your life
thought i saw you at my show
i think of you up there until its time for us to go
i need your touch i need your love
i feel so i feel so alone

Junebug & Dollface - Jar of Clipped Wings🫙🪽

junebug - Playwright Prod Dollface

https://soundcloud.com/feralcatshelter
https://soundcloud.com/heroinsick
https://soundcloud.com/nothingevenmattered
https://soundcloud.com/nayyar0712

feral cat - debacle(heroinsick + 06brick + nayyar)

Quill (junebug)

exhausted prod 1fourr

globalcitizen199 - What i wrought to rule p. me

prod https://soundcloud.com/soggy-diary and i
art by https://soundcloud.com/oj287777777777777777777
https://www.instagram.com/618.61122/

theres a knock at door and im too scared to answer it
theres a thump in the night and im too scared to face it
theres a thought in my head and im trying to erase it
theres a face in the mirror and im trying to replace it

theres a voice in my head im tryna sample it
a nervous wreck, i set what the example is
im broke as a joke i dont know what a thousand is
i get cozy in bed and then i settle in 

picture me as confident
and i bet you cant
even though they sing my songs
across the continent 

even though i choke on words 
i will never spit
id give you a piece of my mind
if you could handle it

im so scared
and i dont know what it is
ill face that fear
when i find out who she is

scared song w/ soggy paper diary

prod. candle & somebody else. let me know and i'll update it. -rp

Lyrics:

I've got drank in my cup, but I can't pour it out
I've got so much cash on me that I can't count it all out
In the trap moving silent, yeah, I step without a sound
Off the gas, off the pressure pack, rolling off a pound

What you tryna do with that lil' trap phone, bitch?
My bitch designer down, yeah, she can buy her own shit
Call the plug up, tell him bring the whole stick
You ain't shooting shit with that old ass blick

I walked out the mall, you know I spent a whole tab
I step out with Balenci on my feet, that's stolen swag
They not tryna beef, they always throwing white flags
AR-15 with that drum, no lil' ass mag

I step out proper, and they step out so sad
I pull them racks out the duffel, I look like your dad
I'm the captain of the ship, no black flag
I got designer drugs in my designer backpack

When I step out on the scene, they lighting candles
You say you ball like that, but you don't got no handles
She ride my dick, baby, I'm just tryna grip them love handles
I got an Arab plug, he in the trap, with some sandals

Please don't take no pics, I hate the flashin'
Please don't give me the car keys, I'mma crash it
I like- I like nasty hoes, but not nasty ratchet
I feel like Jason when I walk in with the hatchet

I've got drank in my cup, but I can't pour it out
I've got so much cash on me that I can't count it all out
In the trap moving silent, yeah, I step without a sound
Off the gas, off the pressure pack, rolling off a pound

I've got drank in my cup, but I can't pour it out
I've got so much cash on me that I can't count it all out
In the trap moving silent, yeah, I step without a sound
Off the gas, off the pressure pack, rolling off a pound

Yeah, rolling off a, yeah, this hoe rolling off a bean
We supposed to be in love, but you so mean to me
I'll buy you whatever you like, gotta have you lookin' clean
Yeah, talking to #brz, he #GLS, but I want that GLEskii

Yeah, love when the cameras flash on me
Look in their eyes, they wanna be like us, see the envy
She wanna see the crib like MTV
I'd rather see myself out, I hate being friendly

Yeah, how many times?, 
I done seen my cup runneth over, now it's empty
Mindset glass-half-full, that's where you kept me
Yeah, ah

I like when it rain, you love when it snow
#brz, pouring drank, like don't kick that cup over,
Yeah, I hate the way you try to treat me,
It's getting old

Drank- Drank- in my cup, but I can't pour it out

Quill (junebug)

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