worst places

that your girl?

I’ll Never Die presents “ROBIN”, an extended play by JUNE!

words from JUNE!
mixed/mastered by JUNE!

1. PLEASE w/ Stoney Creation | prod. Reggie The Father
2. GRIT w/ Jay Cinema & JUNECINEMA | prod. Swordbearer
3. ALONE w/ Alikho Igama | prod. pis.i
4. THOUGHTS 15 | prod. pis.i
5. IT’S TIME!!! w/ My Favorite Color & Johnny Storm | prod. Clayhead
6. FAREWELL VILLAIN! (Reprise) | prod. dj noonsomewhere

a collection of loosies dedicated to my granny. thank you for taking this journey through grief with me

bc: https://shawnmay.bandcamp.com/album/robin-2

ROBIN

"GOD IS.." AKA "YOLANDAS BLADE"
PRODUCED BY THE BUILDER

50 DOLLARS (PROD.BY THE BUILDER)

YOLANDA'S ROOM (PROD.BY THE BUILDER)

another tape! all the beats on this one were made in the beautiful city of Ottawa, Ontario

the transitions on this are lowkey assss but yere!

happy to put stuff out again haha 

love bais 

{c} iverni , badlush

[twentysixoctober] - Ottawamix.OSQ.wav {8!!!!!}

Its like the City turn green when around me! Peace 2 Chow, Alchemy soon!

@_jaycinema @chowy.mein

Put The Word In w/ Chow (prod. by Chow)

Shoutout Kip

https://soundcloud.com/kipzzz

Fidgeting, finding comfort in the little things,
cos i'm deep on a mission n it's a distant clinch,
tredding deep in a system where you get seen on clips,
what you see n experience mean beliefs will switch,
sown the seeds n I'm reaping them as the seasons switch,
grown to weed within periods but mostly leave the shit,
slight reprieve before I steer into deep abyss,
slight relief but the plight stays imminent,
deceit n tricks, leave leery as my peace abject,
beneath appearance strength transcends my withered skin,
taking off putting faith up in these brittle wings,
younger days no stranger to beligerence,
faded off the J's since the days when I was innocent, splitting ends, missing friends I guess this is how the mission is,
it left me jaded as I aged n never giving shits, 
days blazed, my mistake I didn't see the risk,
make a wish, pray for deliverance,
the dividends are imminent, depending on my diligence,
it's sink or swim when you're in it with the bigger fish,
certain things are sacred while others frivolous,
spirit stained from the past but come to think of it, I surrendered to a power that relinquished it,
then in the midst I caught a glimpse of all the mystic shit,
and ever since I been squinting at the hidden bits,
sixth sense, seven sins, misstepped with elegance, was at my wits end but this here's to better things...

sixth sense (Prod. Kip C)

original song is "i still think about you sometimes" by stevedoesmusic

this is just a lil idea i had while listening

Bay B (an idea)

from me, to you!

don't leave me!
on the straight & narrow
countin' pockets
lazy
almost

ALL LOVE 1999

muzak

Prod by Dawid Snowden 
https://dawidsnowden.bandcamp.com
and Rob Bevilacqua
https://robbevilacqua.bandcamp.com

(Verse 1)
Yo, jump into the Matrix, that's the viral vibe,
Where every single soul is trying to survive.
A network full of sheep, mentally numb and dead, 
Pure digital existence, reality bled.

They plug you to the system with a Neuralink wire,
Stripping every thought, setting your soul on fire.
Freedom traded in, locked behind the bars, 
Your grey matter shredded, scarred by digital scars.

Man does what the government tells him to do, 
Rods in the head, electro-shocking you. 
The slave is getting dumber, setting records of low,
Never thought I’d live to watch this crazy show.

A-I in control, your physical form dismissed,
Victim's powerless, life tragically missed.
He doesn't feel the robbery, the way his life’s erased, 
 he put too much faith in the system they've placed.  

(HOOK 2x)
They used to dumb us down with political talk, 
Now humanity's sunken, stuck on a rock.
When you gonna see exactly where this leads? 
Only when it's too late, and you’re buried in weeds?

(Verse 2)
Digital I-D and the apps at the store,
Digitally mapping the traces to your door.  
Face recognition, the Cops are on the chase,
Tracking every critic who speaks out of place.

Pushed into conflict, abused and misused, 
By manufactured cults, systematically bruised. 
Stabbed by the guests 'cause the system needs pain, 
Eco-extremists raging 'til the sky bursts in rain. 

You ain't noticed the play that’s set up on the board? 
That your own damn rulers are serving the warlord? 
The 'Backpack guy' got the Amex on the street, 
Now he's playing with knifes near your wife's tired feet.  

Why ain't you questioning this whole childish act? 
Is your brain fully scrambled, like you were on crack? 
Can't you see how the Matrix is shaping its crown?  
And A-I's preparing to finally take us all down?

(HOOK 2x)
They used to dumb us down with political talk, 
Now humanity's sunken, stuck on a rock.
When you gonna see exactly where this leads? 
Only when it's too late, and you’re buried in weeds?

(Verse 3)
Are you blind to the truth that's unfolding today? 
You showing the system your loyalty, pay-to-play? 
Are you mentally twisted, is your brain in chain?
Til your very soul is to be buried in pain.

You miss all the signals, the changing of tides, 
Zuckerberg‘s V-R, where the real world hides. 
The man in a skirt, defying all law, 
And the woman with a strap you never saw. 

Can’t you see it is our all kids they're tearing apart? 
De-Generation via TikTok, corrupting mind, body and heart. 
Agenda 20 30, the minds that conceived, 
W-E-F leaders are the puppets you believe?

Do you first need to see yourself losing all you got? 
You only witness their power, watching a brother being shot?
You’re ready for the tears and the surgical scar, 
For the digital chip to track and tell them where you are?

(HOOK 2x)
They used to dumb us down with political talk, 
Now humanity's sunken, stuck on a rock.
When you gonna see exactly where this leads? 
Only when it's too late, and you’re buried in weeds?


(Bridge)
You sitting at home, like the past many days,
Listen to the message I'm putting in phrase.  
If you stay quiet, the Agenda will win the game, 
It's gonna be a crisis, calling your damn name. 
Digital take-over, slavery for the globe, 
Ankle bracelets for power, tearing the old robe. 
Stand up, oppose it, the moment the thought drops in, 
Nobody's above you, let the rebellion begin!

(HOOK 2x)
They used to dumb us down with political talk, 
Now humanity's sunken, stuck on a rock.
When you gonna see exactly where this leads? 
Only when it's too late, and you’re buried in weeds?

Enter the Matrix (TripHop Version) - Prod by Dawid Snowden & Rob Bevilacqua

Real mysticism involved w these raps, you don’t know the depths

sixth sense (Prod. Kip C)

shiz