a song about things I do with people much cooler than I. Um, weed and stuff.

GRADUATED (version0.01)

I WILL NOT BE ******* CENSORED!! Did- did it happen again??? BRUUUHH HOW!!!1

Rome (Prod. by Lolo)

Nothing left in the west...

Lyrics:
It’s the kid, better ask who i is
Juno the wiz,  spittin magic
Like my first name is Criss
I keep it lit
I’m on my AP shit
Get with the vibe,
Muhfucka and just listen to this
I hit em with, a little bit of that conscious shit
Then knock’em down with every verb and noun i give, give it rest, u ain't even qualified for this yet, y’all wanna be Al Capone
I guess I’m Elliot Ness
This is that penthouse flow
You are so underneath
You're in the presence of a legend
Remember who let you speak 

Now let’s get lyrical
Been influenced by poets, 
the people with poignant thoughts
Inspired me to create whenever there is a spark in my heart, where, the art is
Combination of Basquiat and Rakim 

Bring it back, the flow in tact,glowing, no one can show me how to keep the dice rollin, you're gambling with the coldest, better fold or get folded 
African soldier beheading you fucking cobras, devoted to being dope but i know u don't want smoke, nigga pass the inhalor
Impaling these little fakers, I'll break’em like Undertaker did Vader, and put they ass in a casket and send’em back to their maker, 
Ain't no mistaken, I'm great. 
I Cozart in the paint
Juno the Gemini
Genuine, fuck disguises 
I see through your persona
You steady stackin that guala
By being something you're not 
It's hypnotic watching them drop
And the bottom’s crowded with niggas scratching and clawing for that coveted spot

How bad u want it
u gon sell your soul for gold
You see the ice they flauntin
Sold out arenas, Bentley’s and beamers
Bacardi in the Bahamas, with Cardi B and Minaj, ain't it what you want?

Or did you lie to yourself 
You thought the money could help
You use the wealth as a crutch
And everybody can tell
This hell is your design
You’re a pariah providing music
With empty lines, i find
Your lack of empathy
Fucked up
It's tempting to
Feel numb
The rise of the young scum
The fall of the kind
Fall into line, in due time
We all will forget the
Dreams we had when we slept
And go to bed with regrets
As we attempt to accept 
That we neglect all our debts
There's nothing left in the West

Settle down, there's hope in a small town
The beauty of stubborn youth
The future is here and now

I see it clearly
age of game changers
gave up to save face
Like fuck it I can't change 
We ain't cut from the same cloth
We started our own wave

So rest assured, we’ll bless the earth 
And cleanse the dirt 
And heal the world that you wanted to burn

The West

Summer vibes in the fall but Arizona ain't really got seasons like that...
feat. Sly

Lyrics:
On some real shit you make me feel shit
You make me wanna take a paint brush and make a portrait
I’m talking real big, gigantic, big enough to see from outer space
Drinking drops of Jupiter ‘till sunlight fades away, you’re an ace
Three plus signs next to the letter A, I’ll plant a bed of flowers
Just for you and I to lay on. Damn baby you look hot with that shade on.
I just wanna hold your hand and taste your lip balm.
So damn eloquent, I swear you’re heaven-sent, you’re like the feeling
That I get when I’m alone in bed, and get a text
Screen lights up and it’s you again. Do admit,
Guess I’m kinda into you a little bit, they say there’s plenty fish
Homie, I aint pescatarian. I just wanna hold my baby girl till the very end
Show her to my mom like, look what Jesus daddy did
I’d throw a happy fit, if she ever sang the chorus in, i’m thinking of


On my mind, you’re always there
All my time for you, I will spare
If you’re ever in the cold
I pray my voice can guide you home
You’re a saint that much is true
Something extra special about you

Thinking of You (feat. Sly)

Feelin' Good (feat. LIV)

Human Error. The debut EP from Juno Ambrose.

Therapy

Memento Mori

Purgatory

Rockefeller

SUCKER PUNCH!

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