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LaVeNdEr ToWn zONe

by LvL HDz

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welcome to paper street, pull up your chair and take a seat it still amazes me you can’t escape from the make believe afraid to be, anything other than what you were trained to be you’d think by now, the bottom of the barrel would be out of vacancy it’s plain to see, we’re losing the battle but this is war and if you die without a scar, what the fuck are you living for? Shfty 1 the minotaur, got you captive in my labyrinth but I’m ghost to the planet if I don’t stamp it with a hand print so I’m scratchin’ these verses in the surface of the earth until every single person learns every single word burning from within, cold shouldered on the out shattering your glass castles throwin boulders at your house Shfty’s known to hold it down, when it comes to destruction because you can’t build nothin’ till you destroy somethin’ mass consumption junction, what’s your function? takin’ pennies from the people and dumpin’ ‘em in the dungeon Tonight the city bleeds Tonight the moon is burning Tonight the Earth breathes and collapses by the morning Tomorrow we scatter the ashes Tomorrow we pray for a phoenix Today is almost over but today was just the prefix The clouds will float beneath us once the sidewalk’s on the ceiling And the pain will start to surface once we’re numb to every feeling When the mountains start to crumble The oceans will slowly rise And the red river’s will run through the whites of our eyes the emptiest of wallets modesty highly regarded then demolished indifferent toward my selfish little province i been working on this railroad careless as to where it goes bare knuckle defending this pile of whatchamacallits it's all i've ever known, don't fix it if it ain't broke and never trust a man that don't smoke quitters quote an oath in the oldest oak, blatant for open folk to scrutinize with a fine tooth comb, slowest pokes my biggest flaw is probably worth it's weight in broken bones that I would rather endure than hear a truth I need to own honed in on pay dirt, i bite my nails nightly with murderous intentions tears, sweat, and crimson breaking bad habits that have engulfed my habitat axed all the bad vibes attributing to vengeance if sleep and death are cousins, i'm the liar thats two timing them and denial is our love child i feed opinions
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Back to not needing a single soul to validate my singing soul/ Not keeping those around that only come around to tell me things i already know/ back to the drawing board then holding forward 'til it makes you sprint like twisting the sticks makes it more intense we both no it doesn’t help a single bit but you’re convinced the rules don’t apply to your experience i appreciate the knowledge you intend to kick but there’s a big difference between punting and gettin six and i know you want whats best for me but sometimes the best recipe’s to let a tired topic rest in peace i know you been there and done that this major, this major, that business fell flat met her and found god and on the real congrats but i refuse to found a home on dreams collapsed if i can’t change your mind at least be skeptical in silence i hear enough doubt every time i shut my eyelids you will respect my dream and the pipe that it resides in for now, all you need to know is i am... Back to the grindstone, back to the basics just me and my pen and my pad and my playlist buryin’ my face in the bosom of mother nature searchin’ for escape from the burden of being patient complacent, while you tell me where my place is when you can’t even swallow what you piled on your plate, dis- gustingly dizzy, possibly from the purple... probably from watching you walk and talk in circles save the advice for the pages you write in your tabloid magazine fantasy life your two cents aint worth a penny in the least and I don’t think that you’re in any position to preach leave the helping hands at home, I prefer to stand alone either way everything that you say becomes a palindrome neveroddoreven, you just ride the in between instead while I be high enough to ride that high horse you beat to death
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They call her, Venus vermiculite, so artistically articulate that harpee where the sharks be, her heart bleeds in triplicate drip drip infinite, winter is a frigid bitch but this autumn this year is a wicked little hypnotist her image is transmitted through that rose colored camera filter nose bloody, candy filler, clothes cover half her figure she actually speaks in tractor beams an attractive thing with a nasty sting, sing sing siren, sweet dreams silent night smile like a moon beam, body like a knife she’s the type to invite you over for dinner then eat you for dinner, uncooked, cold kill a man man-eater, insatiable appetite dancing naked by candle light, Death’s favorite acolyte dragon type passion like the fire in her eyes but she won’t let you go until your world’s turned to ice ooh la la la la ooh retroactive rendezvous middle child syndrome sullen september residue before the frost forms and entombs the rotten fruit bid adieu to the harvest moon sweet leaves bleed and yield to the breeze fate the matchmaker rooted too deep to grieve seemingly serene but secretly an envious machine practically immortal, embarrassed of every ring wont bow before kings thus destined to stare at the sky like why me as, winter makes widows and spring brings relief and summer sets smiles then the gods go to sleep year round gold souls antique, purpose oblique, impatience has peaked never quite grew a taste for the autumn grey, with droplets to catch and a welcome to overstay
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The coast is clear but clearly youve coasted Haunted by your future but we both know who the ghost is I don't know what you're going through, other the motions/ I feel my ship already sailed Sunk Swallowed by the ocean I wanna be naive, disregard the debris Rusty nails don't bite those that walk cautiously. Alter E- Go for broke On the gimmick where I fit in Get in the box Where everyone is different Try not to crop copy paste the same image The 10 thousandth edition of Christ but mines exquisite Isn't this what you were built for/ the independent pilgrimage The dust covered disappointment of being genuine Chalk it up as the populace lacks common sense and discipline Or embrace the fact that your vision simply isn't interesting It's that feeling you'd kill for It's that feeling you'd kill for It's that feeling you'd kill for It's that feeling that kills 16 bit brain, with a primal rage, killer instinct, and a snipers aim so stuck on the past can’t act my age get with the times, get your clock out my face modern day Mark Twain with a little bit of Vonnegut contain the bitter cynic, focus on the positive without sellin’ out for your summer time barbeque maybe it’s not for you, what would Hunter S. Thompson do? what would you do? I double dare you try to muster the guts to put it all on the line brains on display, heart , soul, body, and mind ripped from your clutches restructured & redesigned should I sacrifice vision just to get you to listen? steal the wind from our lungs for a couple page visits digi-age pay to play for some robot subscribers kickin’ subpar bars in a subsidized cypher (NO THANKS) this is a toast to my ever fading youth and the mirrors of an art form i pay homage to feel like ive always been a bit beyond my years on the flip side, wise sounds old school old soul in these gumshoes searching for a lane to make noise in and run through make fans, lose friends prepare for the must do's long as I'm alive fuck time it aint an issue timing is syncing beautiful miscues road less traveled, pocketful of continues less Machiavelli, a little more machete a little more cliche, life is a bitch and we’re late tell that ho to be ready incarcerated canary free like broken guitar strings self esteem can’t be quarantined, orbit my distorted screams alive when you’re not around, lily livered figurine the scene is bigger than your litter box, you’re not a novelty my inner oddity could make a sentinel look model t deposit positivity or pigeonhole your prophecy it aint rocket science signing off still a giant jet setter on assignment, we’re all here improvising so...
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Lavender Town Zone is upon you. Welcome to the second level of the LvL HDz Snacktape™ inferno. In this zone we find our heroes in Lavender Town, caught in a battle against the ghosts of Autumn, Integrity, Apathy & the bleeding Earth itself. Super Aggro Crag Zone was super aggro, Lavender Town Zone is disturbingly lavender. Don't ask about BEN. BEN drowned. 01001100011101100110110000100000011010000110010001111010

WARNING: If prolonged listening leads to depression, anxiety, or an overwhelming sense of dread, press pause immediately and contact your psychologist. Ask for more drugs. Press play again. If symptoms continue… well you’ve met with a terrible fate haven’t you?



There will be more zones to follow, this is only World 1-2. Find the hidden messages to unlock a super secret bonus zone! Happy hunting viewers!

Keep it on Channel 03 & stay tuned.

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released July 19, 2014

Recorded at Kapeesh's house.
Mixed and Mastered by Handsome Rob @ The Sound Bakery - www.thesoundbakery.com

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