1. |
Loungin' (Intro)
00:54
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2. |
OoooOoo
02:02
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witness, the characteristic business
lyrical bliss this that make ya shit your britches
*bitches!*
keep calm, running with the scissors
that they use to cut ribbons in the town hall premises
my nemesis was prevalent ever since i had ever been
kick pushing on an element, sicker than cold elephants
elegant in my temperament, peppermint in my efforts
in deficit not definite if ever i mention it
i rock to a rhythm of peace and parlaying
pick one: goku, gohan, man i’m saiyan...
we all living in a bubble of our trouble
we can stop it if we pop it, did i tell you that i love you?
metamorphosis offered us a chance to switch up the obvious
a hobby is to be stacked upon each other in cognizance
i probably just, laugh about the folly of our consciousness
the body’s just a vessel for an energy that’s bottomless
we’re harboring, emotions with no need to be bottled in
hobbling and bobbling barbarian goblins
i got a problem, so do we all partner
navigating the art of not knowing what going on
i read palms but never got into psalms, i’m not wrong
every path is every path ya pass it on the way home
go on and show em when performing that you’re putting it on
i’ll stop glowing when the song stop’s spinning along
i got breathe, life, death is a price
we all pay it, but i’m saying i ain’t paying tonight
glass up, her ass up, that’s what
i’m a master, NASA with the blunt
i could do faster, past the silly stunts
i hear the laughter, pump fake upchuck
to the pasture, where the sound is cultivated
i ain’t made it til i never make it baby that’s the point!!!
deep diving to keep striving, we keep driving on
the road is a metaphor for home
we’re always on it, so shift your mood like platectonic
let the sonic atmosphere encapsulate your moral compass
be it dark blue or orange you can charge it how you want it
you got it….. just remember how it started
home grown write your own tombstone
and move along with the song in your soul you know
and with i that could leave you alone
do what you can to get yourself in the zone
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3. |
Sorta Life
03:52
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so much going on but i’m laughing still
brush it off better stop and smell the daffodils
yeah it’s hard, but it’s harder when you doubt your self
so open up your eyes to your prophecy
it’s on you, better navigate it properly
sorta like how you support a life
sorta life is there more to life?
i woke up early on my born day choppy as hell
another notch on my belt, it’s just a number i felt the same yesterday as i do now
mental framing
better mediate focus on the breath maintaining
a sense of calmness countered by a chaos daily
the wind blows and i don’t feel like sailing
the water froze when i unveiled my ailing
heart set on wailing, though it is i who is always prevailing
but fuck i, fuck me, fuck why
rather lie upon a cloud tie dye in the sky
get a high five from the high tide and ride on the side, as co pilot start a riot never quiet inside
my mind oscillates, i don’t wanna process hate
i toss fates and phosphates into the place i face
yet i am faceless, wait this faithless, racist, place is making me anxious and stateless
it’s ancient, dark vs. light working the grave shift, the shiny space ship is just a slave ship with paint chips, goodness gracious the way its blatant but we disregard it and get angry at the waitress
painful becomes painless
flirtatious only thru screens, oh to be famous
this is the basis of the divided states of mind that are brainless in a time that is shameless
my society is ostentatious
tasteless with teetering patience encased in
oasis’s made of commercialized fragrances
that suffocate all of our courageousness
and they just sit, waiting for the money to hit
& ain’t it funny to think, a day closer to death
but they’re old & their rich
so they really don’t see
what its like to be you
what its like to be me
i’m gonna start a petition
to gather every single politician
and place them into the very same room
and while they all scoff and measure dicks and such
im a walk around the room handing em plastic cups
they’ll want glasses but they love pollution & the plastic
so they’ll have it and sip upon my potion of magic
give it 45 minutes and they’ll all be laughing
having realizations of the tragedy and havoc
they caused.... and then they start to cry….
cause i dosed em with lysergic acid diethyl-amide
yeah right! just a dream i had before i awoke
on my birthday the worst day to think that there’s hope
like a yo-yo-yo with the string all knotted
cats cradle right into the garbage
as the moon makes it way to the stars
and my eyes get heavy from from the weight of these bars
so much going on but i’m laughing still
brush it off better stop and smell the daffodils
yeah it’s hard, but it’s harder when you doubt your self
so open up your eyes to your prophecy
it’s on you, better navigate it properly
sorta like how you support a life
the sorta life that make you mortified
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4. |
Proper Chop
03:08
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sunshine in a place of violence
i need peace when i raise my eyelids
i see threes in the face of silence
i breathe free when i chase my island
i can’t cease if i see the product
see my reasons for relieving my conduct
i don’t wanna be an “i”
don’t wanna see you cry
won’t oversee the why
asked overly in time
cause reality will never give a reason
nature is the purest form of answer that we have
nothing more wise than a tree
you can’t describe the sound of the wind
and to me that’s a win
windows breeze please believe him
relieve him, and in hymns there are hints
but does that mean that it’s truth?
it is what you make it to be
we are the sculptors
no need to be feed for vultures
my soul hurts
but the frequency is hurt and escape is but a drape we can take it as a the shade
and all is great
hey you, yeah you
you know exactly what you’re needing to do
i understand all of the pressure, dog bless ya
but its both about the cut and how you dress it
don’t stress it
one time for the patience we prosper
internal language as the universal offer
i know anguish like star spangled spanglish
bangladecks and catch wreck like waves that sparkle and shine
i have a dream but sometimes i forget it
another chance for me to chop it & edit
but who am i without energy?
i wanna share it all plentifully
eventually assembling identity
is it a crisis?
that i feel like dionysus
as if i’m different from the source of life itself
unlike the self that appears within the mirror
when really i know that is but a shimmer
help please, help please
i can’t reach the spice on the shelf, help me
healthy, l-e-a-v-easy ya see freely
and never underestimate the stranger
crave danger, and spread like hydrangea
in the range of spirit cleanliness the penmanship will sail
and the soul i know prevails
bon voyage and farewell to the good people reaching in the pail
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5. |
Shrugs
00:56
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come one come all! step right up and see the modern man! with the amazing ability to live life blindly! watch as he neglects his true self to suckle on the teat of what he is told is success! stand in awe as he mines his energy to help fuel the consumerist oblivion! gawk in pure amazement as he confides in the artificial light of glowing screens to give him his daily dose of misinformation! ogle in astonishment as he exerts all of his energy in breaking his back for worthless paper, only to have most of it never see the light of day! step right up folks! this attraction will be here until it implodes upon itself, bringing life as we know it to a complete disintegration. tickets are only 3 easy payments of $19.99!!!
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6. |
Brimstone
02:51
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all along man the earth was hell
born to kill just to nurture ourselves
look at the facts, man it has to be
everybody has a tragedy
not to say that life ain’t beautiful
because it is, truth be told
surround yourself with positivity
the dark side’ll try and make you see
it’s hard to qualify behaviors that are happening
we have technology that we couldn’t even fathom then
so how are we supposed to know where it is we need to go?
we all wing it like the wright brothers, might come up
i run the diagnostics, type agnostic, times are gothic
rhymes & comets, chimes & bong rips
lives are chocolates
& forest gump is our proprietary guiding prophet
shining light on all that stops us
form friendships with like-minded individuals
to stand the test of time we have upon this floating crystal
and if our end is to come by ways of bombs and missiles
at least the spirit bonds we formed will strengthen, never miss you
i do believe the soul transcends to higher consciousness
in a dimensional plane that can’t be comprehended
for energy cannot be created nor destroyed
note to self for when this little boy enters the void
your mental baggage never has to have the weight it has
it’s easy to get caught up in a negative thought loop, but alas
it’s just as easy to lift up your head and see the path
the fork in your road you never even knew you had
and now you’re eating, defeating the demons live in agreement
with all of your grievance, sharpen your being it’s better to be this
than helpless and freezing, at 98.6 degrees
it’s a miracle jesus! believe whatever you need but please just
don’t force your view upon the people that you come to meet
every soul for it’s un-self, just leave em be
you’ll never come to realize a thing until it’s you
that saw it for herself, there’s that notch on your belt
again, no domineering just suggestions
anything to help mix up your preconceptions
and at my physical death at that big reception
don’t mourn. celebrate my life and know it’s not the ending
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7. |
MK Ultra
01:56
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i see it clearly like timothy leary
when the image appearing
manifested my vision
never rigidly privy don’t doubt my ability
or cross my proximity
or touch my auxiliary
misery loves company
just as easily as harmony & peace love energy released
consistency is key
the aura is a door
stay grounded to the floor when surrounded by it all
resist mind control, find your own way
see it for what it is, embrace the hard way
a hard days night makes a easy night dayless
JBX stay bumping from your playlist
if you see a racist, knock out his daylights
and treat em like a playwright and act upon the way
right/wrong is intrinsic no need for religion
cause that’s manmade like time and thats a given
morality is part of our mortality
as long as you live gallantly avoiding thoughts shallowly
unraveling the fabric that is space, time & gravity of situations grappling your senses to the apple tree
knock your head around and find an idea
and do whatever necessary to make it a real one
we are in charge of the barge
til we’re yellow in the face like bart, homer & marge
i was appalled til i saw it all was just a DAW
the control inward for an outgoing call
and i balled til i falled on a bald headed boss
with a floss large blue like a crip rick ross on a cross with an awesome amounts of dough
paid the cost for this flow in dedication & growth
just so ya know, i’m always ready to go
none calmer, the dali llama of genres
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8. |
The Goners
02:35
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say please then get on your knees
beg for forgiveness, as if there ever was a witness
living in fear out here, they keep you right where they want you
target you and taunt you
you’re the only one you need permission from
i came to come i was running from a broken gun
smoke and mirrors amplified by camera phones
where the gamma rays’ll probably give you cancer bones
where the signal steady jammed by the imbeciles
cram all your info in your RAM while your miserable
i said it before, information overload
why should i be following moves of those i’m not caring for?!
we gain an appetite for having likes
i’d rather have a night of fathoming the afterlife
if i were ashes from the passion of my actions
i’d be the traction and imagine the compassion i’d be passing
uh, you want change? better act upon it
it ain’t enough just to be wishy-washy-wacky-grommet
fuel a passion project, the fool’ll pass upon it
if your anxiety’s a tree than pull an axe upon it
you hold the cards so don’t fold em
play em, they want beef, so filet em
when you started you were coy and it was all new
JBL’s means ya boy speaks volumes
face value in the rat race, i’ll do
you one better, and disregard the setup
go on get up if you’re fed up with the meta
data beta form of self that you’ve updated towards the zeta
i check cheddar like a food inspector who was bribed
by the restaurateur to run it as a front
what better metaphor for putting up the blinders
to mankind as we are scrolling thru depressed press junkets
BARS, i dunk on you like dunkaroos in dungarees
abundantly. leveling up on the LLC
cool jay, oy vey, who says you play fairway pro rata to the soul strata
yeah, i get it proper when on top of the autonomy
astrono nice to meet you in synonymy
it was an honor, thanks for following
now shut it the fuck off and listen to the goners sing
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9. |
Wild West
02:47
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my homie told me it was over fore it started
i departed the party feeling partially appalled about it
part of me is pulled apart depending where my body is
my mind is another place, i'm still tryna find that shit
i want so badly for my lady to grab me
and have me in the back of a caddy laughing all the way after
i'm after happiness happily ever after the fact of a panic attack
how the fuck did that happen?
hoppin' like a jalapeño, poppin' like an el camino,
drop it like its acid, my aminos my amigo
rather evil how the people that you love can be deceitful
the way they treat you isn’t always represented by whats between you
it’s all cordial til they strike a chord in you that is dissonant
to turn a good time into an incident
my mortal instrument can reach a certain frequency
it hurts, cause im tryna find another one that speaks to me
theres something different in my rearview
motor mouth mother fuckers talk but cant hear you
i’m tired of it
might start a riot from it
might pick up cigarettes hitch hike and live a life of runnin’
i got a knot in my stomach only music could untie
and if it’s rotten & rubbish, i won’t let it in my life
and if you’re rockin’ and love it, then i send it right back
but if you comment with hate
i’ll fuck your dad
i’m wacky got a million different voices in my head
i let em out cause if i didn’t i would probably dead
ellen degenreless is up in this bitch
i can rap i can sing make ya laugh with a stitch
make ya cry like i lived inside your mind forever
do it daily for the show like i know a trevor
cause as the world turns in a vortex of media
what you should do is hop on expedia
jump a plane to a place you never been
live a dream join a team but fuck a corporate scheme
fuck supreme all you need is a white tee and some jeans
c’est la vie, auf weidersehen, whats goodie my G?
crack a 40 like 10 4’s, an orgy with 10 whores
as sure as my pen pours a warrior wins wars
i draw with a zen sword and thaw out the fourth chord
and let that mother fucker ring out like a store door
i hop out the four door and breathe from my orifice
i been in my woke form i’m fucking with morpheus
im neo with a pinot grigio hollering at trinity
91 til infinity instantly seeing vividly
interesting jittery considering my energy is chill
for real shock you like electric eel
eclectic with the feel of reel to reel what an appeal
wouldn’t it kill you to find out that nothing here was ever real
and all you hear is but a whisper in the shadows of your mind
looking for the only thing that you could never really find
and you struggle and you hurt and you curse and you search
til the very last day that you have upon this earth
and in that one flashing moment before everything is gone
the only you hear is me rapping on this song
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10. |
Interlude
00:18
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11. |
Stage 4
03:07
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dip my foot into the water watch it ripple
i run the bases like singles, doubles & triples
but death is the home run
music is forever vibrations cradle the soul son
deep plunge into the orange
it’s so fun once you drop all of that faux stuff
so tough until you dress the cut
and let it burn, cause really that’s the only way to learn
flashbacks of the switched and pay-less
drop in just to make an acquaintance
the only law is the law of attraction
a higher satisfaction brought by interaction
the universe’ll play chess with you
only if you make the first move, yes its true
the likelihood of our existence is a decimal
so very small and fragile so you better eat your vegetables!
if you can somehow make your ever truth your revenue, then clever you
if not, don’t sweat it dude
keep at it it’ll happen if you let it through
you may not like the taste but the truth is always edible
i spit it medical utterly unforgettable
fluttering through a meadow of a hundred million pedicles
my theoretical echo explores the mecca of vectors and fractals
flying it back like pterodactyls
life experiences steadily redacted
sometimes it takes a backflip to fast forward the bad shit
mad sick
sweating out the toxins
i’m pork choppin’ all you roger blood klotz’
sriachas and pastas that drove me crazy
i can’t even pronounce nothin’, pass the pur-plè hay-zee
i may be, spittin’ like jay-z with rabies
rollin in the daises for days sun rays see my face
we breathe until our body feels spacey
my heart wins the race when its no longer racing
it’s not about erasing
more like retracing while chasing the same thing, everlasting brain freeze
hey he’s been through a lot, can you refrain please?
grown ass men acting like babies
i throw a towel in and breathe like a Shaolin monk
only way that i can harness the funk
as we debunk all the junk that the government slung
hear the hum in a slum where the government shuns
i can feel it in my plums
the fruit of our labor
they were focused on their neighbor while the leader was the traitor
what do you aim for?
and if you came for the reins let the rain pour
and wash away your pain more
but it’s already stage 4
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12. |
Kalamata
02:50
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by the beard of zeus, im not being obtuse
i was sipping my juice, as i water my roots
getting fanned by fan palms and living my truth
they were feeding me grapes, i was keeping it cool
there is nothing like this, getting lost in the mix
as i take another trip on the river of styx
so apparent a miss is just really a hit
when you realize it showed you things you’ll come to omit
cause you live and you learn and the tables’ll turn
as the candle gets burned on both ends and i’m sure
that your 21 grams stay floating on the scale
when you traverse the universe & live another tale
this life has gotta pale in comparison
the ring go to harrison pallbearer to lennon son
as i drop another needle on the beatle wax
ethereal the feeling the cathedral couldn’t bring you that
i seek spiritual cleansing in elixirs
the mind tricks ya at the right time so go and fix your
spine and find pictures rhymes divine scripture
ok, let’s keep it moving off the kicker
i was sicker than an empty stomach sipping on some liquor
’til i opened up my eyes to see the picture was much bigger
threw a rock in my mirror saw reflections of my vigor
pull the trigger on a life where no material can win ya
and so the journey continues on
another hit of the gong’ll go and getcha
steady ready for whatever’s coming at ya
only to be completely taken aback by the outcome
you thought you know
hardy har mother fucker, never even a clue
sitting on your high hill like acropolis
thinkin that you’re hip but you’re more like hippopotamus
a rift in your consciousness is why you’re preposterous
and i couldn’t ponder as to why you’re intolerant
its wise to be taller in your mind stop hollering
following the path in your heart then fucking honor it
i’m offering a helping hand i see you tryna chop it
machete in your pocket for the prophet that you wanted
a million little pieces what good does it have now
your temper is ed kemper man you’re killing me ow!
with my head chopped off now im taking a bow
why you gotta have beef? i was milking the cow
i hear your mouth just queef, whatchu talking about?
you got two left feet, you’re just walking around!
13 hot beats, i was breaking em down
but you say that’s unlucky so i’m taking you out
had a different route i was trying to scout
watching seeds that i planted finally starting to sprout
as you scream and you shout and you plead and you pout
i was head in the clouds with my feet in your clout
no doubt, i was devout in the ways of my drought
but now im drowning mother fucker steady washing em out
something really smelling fishy why you bringing the trout?
if you about that BC why you pulling me out?
and if you really got love why you talking that shit?
i’ma split before the moon gets lit, siddawitzzzz
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13. |
Triumph
05:05
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hey kid, how ya been?
it’s been a minute nice to see you again
i look back on the days back when
we were steady navigating through a city of sin
don’t know the reason, the accolade of our youth
living moment to moment and the moment was truth
maybe our brains weren’t fully developed
cause our concept of time moved slower we were truly enveloped
in the belly of bliss, oh sweet ignorance!
it was the call on our lips, honestly all in
to be free in the breeze that we conquered with ease
no responsibilities meant more weed for we
but time drifted as it’s known to do
and i started hearing less as the more slipped through
and though our aura was true, our corner had rounded
took me 10 long years but i finally found it
hey man, it’s all love
i know it can’t ever be like it was
but every now & then i get a shimmer of a glimpse
let it sit and sink in to watch it drift into the mist
like a vision i could see in a crystal
hourglass hands tried to grab me a fistful
of sand, but the plan never goes as planned
anyway, i saw you bought you some land
ain’t it funny to think, we could never had guessed
how the tables would turn, how our nature would dress
how we’d fall into love and be stable like barns
where the horses in our hearts would outrun all of our thoughts
but you know how it goes, with all gain comes loss
innocence no longer lives within the frame of our hearts
i miss the filter that we had in the days of our youth
cause nowadays we see it all, hard to stomach the truth
the corruption, the wars, the poor and the storms
the warming of shores, and we sure can’t afford to be wrong
but consumerism will reign strong
so be sure to take your next paycheck to the store
haha, well anyway i gotta go
but i’ll leave you with a ro-sham-beau
if i had a scissor for every time i was stopped
i’d still be wise enough to know paper doesn’t beat rock
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JUICEB☮X New York, New York
mgmt.juicebox@gmail.com
Singer/songwriter, rapper, multi-instrumentalist, producer
& self proclaimed Ellen DeGenreless, JUICEB☮️X is an artisan on a quest to navigate all things creative. Born & raised in New York, JUICEB☮️X now resides in Los Angeles. In his spare time, he enjoys photography + videography, skateboarding & doing accents + impressions.
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