*Power Sneakers*


OH YEAAAAH!!!!! 


insignifa 
four letter word never spitta 
lickatung germ the temperature churns the melting pots herbs 
the physical presence assured an urn not concerned i've learned that 
sticks break and stones ain't fun to talk to but words haunt you 
binky pinky inky clyde 
2 tickets please for this genuwine pony ride abide by rules before 5 or after 9 
i spy tie died saliva like lines 
iron lung dent chimes 
yoga phlegm split shine 
styles on hiatus shipeshaft us transform and upload to a space in googles basement 
my adidas, serve better as chew toys for baby cheetahs 
lvl hdz you cant join us, you cant beat us 
ive been a nuisance since justin beiber was still a fetus 
and james howlett was to pussy to get at the phoenix 


So fly on the feet skywalker OG/ 
nightstalker creep low, low-talker no sleep/ 
bags under eyes, bags underlined/ 
cash under the table for a bag of the kind/ 
my chucks kick, punch, its all in the mind/ 
I dont need to push my inertia works fine I-/ 
reminisce to younger days of bliss/ 
innocence and ignorance when hunger pains didnt exist/ 
used to be me and my kicks and we were up against the planet/ 
now it's: LvL HDz vs. the galaxy, man the cannons/ 
can of worms, can of spam, no you cant, YES I CAN/ 
your pajama-jammy-jams been puttin us to sleep/ 
I'd have to stop smokin weed just to make it through your album/ 
grindin my teeth to the root- pass the Talcum/ 
I'm 'bout to baby powder back smack a bitch/ 
and if I'm steppin on ya toes? consider it a fashion tip/

Mia Doi Todd/Flying Lotus - My Room Is White (LvL HDz Rap Cover)

*Donald Duck*


mixed mystic 
mocking your kid's sixth sense 
misogynistic sith ruler of the misfits 
rumpelstiltskin ruin buckle-less kicks kent 
clark's heart's ripped apart overzealous wrist pricks 
fragrance is krypton been beyond the ripple of a bee yawn 
over dead kintaro to see kahn 
geek off, winner take all comic remnants, shredded to the 16th by 8 ions 
mistress, first name person, middle of, last interest 
send her up, Cinderella strut, crush 
peons to dust blown cover speak klingon 
the crux of our conversation rust for no reason 
how do you like your eggs? beaten til they're double dead 
party on garth, sober up at the mustard keg 
straddling the line between avant-garde and knuckle head 
no aimless braggadocio bout being the best til such is said 


Batteries not included, mass assembly required 
highwire acrobatics, back flippin man spider 
fire eater dragon born, matterhorn yeti squad 
putting the “get it on!” in “everybody gets it wrong” 
searchin for a better song, neverending story though 
sleepin on a bed of nails, hammered till the morning show 
strong arm sweaty, Edward fifth of liquor hands 
copped Paul Bunyan’s ox and walked away the bigger man 
pitter patter, chitter chatter, cut with drivel liquid laughter 
rhythm scattered like this pattern didn’t matter 
this perfect spiral to the bottom of the barrel of a shotgun 
carry the 2, drop 1 
your math doesn’t add up because you’re part of the problem 
this is not a solution, this is more of a solvent 
dissolving the fog in my memory card 
don’t need no radar to know where my enemies are 


not reinventing the wheel just reinserting this quarter 
tied to fishing line i promise its almost over 
x2 


well they shoulda put clothes on the battle toads and gave em better names 
road rash slap viper wit the chain 
go mad max it's your birthday drunk face flat 
haphaz zero fucks given bout you lab rats 
bout as honest as a laugh track 
loud cowboy chest catch buried hatchet 
doctor frankenshrink sasquack right back after these messages 
vogue to the expose of all my skeletons 
it's a barbie world that magneto futilely meddles in 
when there's plenty of leopards in the trees that need deafening 
stud muffin on a bud cookie zooted trying to woogie 
flexin like adonis, hippies bask in the excellence 
thumb war champ, rubber chicken division 
where my super ego slumbers rolling in that dunder mifflin 
on the precipice of instant 
crocodile tears in the goblet 
simply killing cogs and sprockets 


Give me sight beyond sight, fight stronger than flight 
bite harder than bark and heart broader than might 
rocking the mic in a hard place for arts sake 
with flips & explosions like I wrote it in a car chase 
watch it, watch it split you when it hits you 
Yoshimitsu with a ginsu rip through tissue and sinew 
quicker than the wind blew chunks on the front lawn 
red cups crushed by the tusks of this mastodon 
in other words I party harder than the mad hatter 
can’t crack my code when I’m feeding you bad data 
paranoid parasites are part of my paradigm 
parallel with my apparent obsession with pantomime 
hands flyin’ everywhere, actin out my aggravation 
roger rabbit in Japanese- live action anime 
activate the acetates, this masochistic masquerade 
will lacerate your plastic face… nobody’s mask is safe. 


not reinventing the wheel just reinserting this quarter 
tied to fishing line i promise its almost over 
x2 


lvl hdz, lvl hdz, lvl hdz 
lvl hdz, lvl hdz, lvl hdz 
lvl hdz, lvl hdz, lvl hdz 
or catch the jagged edge of an enchanted hammersledge

Teebs -Too Long At The Fair (LvL HDz Rap Cover)

GTABC's

*Super Heisenberg Bros*


If you don't know me from adam then you shouldn't be eavesdropping 
cuffing these sleeves I've been, making no green autumn 
me or 3 :16's nigga steve austin 
show stealing son of a shotgun, the scenes watching 
be warned or be caught in a storm of epic proportion 
no stopping when the mood i am not in 
more not than often I'm waking vaping or hotboxing 
coffee eggs and bacon and situating my stock options 
the slow talking, christopher jabbawalken 
sinister introvert on a misson so microscopic 
you squinting thinking thats death in the distance but thats me knocking on your noggin wit a tutankhamun curse for your optics, watch this 
wish my enemies could see me now so i could boss em 
i dont rap i think aloud it just happens to sound awesome 
the m. bison type to catch life and laugh when Jake asks what i did with the knife 
yikes 


everybody say goodbye to the good guys 
this is your fault, don't ask why when rap dies 
we gon rock the boat until this mutha fucka capsize 
you've been saved for the last time 
all your heroes are dead 


It's the siamese wonder twins, Fire-beak, Thunder-spit/ 
my bread roll is gross because the gutter's where the butter is/ 
tell your publicist to publish this or catch a drunken fist/ 
flyin at him faster than a handful of monkey shit/ 
fucking disgusting is an understatement/ 
over worked and underrated probably intoxicated/ 
on any occasion, I'm celebrating my greatness/ 
don't tell me to pump my breaks if you aint even in my lane/ 
I break bad over beats, tweakin on the bass line/ 
till I can't feel my face, I dont waste time I take time-/ 
flies... feed on rotting clocks/ 
try to sneak up on time, but it's always on my watch/ 
that's word to Dermaphoria, word to California/ 
where everybody's stoned like a Terracotta warrior/ 
the glory days are over but my story's just begun/ 
you can choose your own adventure but you lose in every one/ 


everybody say goodbye to the good guys 
this is your fault, don't ask why when rap dies 
we gon rock the boat until this mutha fucka capsize 
you've been saved for the last time 
all your heroes are dead 
x2 


i try to subdue my urges, cravings and fits of rage 
my disregard for margins and marching right off the page 
me and the genre that i claim don't have much in common these days 
emo was not a phase, angry was not a phase 
i can't rap a certain way or dance how you say 
I'm the mutha fuckin sandman get off of my stage 
if your idea of a classic causes ass clapping action 
then you wasn't raised right, and you probably need your ass kicked 


Far from your average, don't even try to label it/ 
playlist assassins, killin off your favorites/ 
it's- not a phase, it's the nature of the beast/ 
it's the contents of our pockets, it's the monsters in my dreams/ 
that, constantly haunt me, constantly evolving/ 
revolving around this revolution that keeps stalling/ 
what are we waiting for? nobody safe no more/ 
its not a statement, we ready to start a war!/ 


everybody say goodbye to the good guys 
this is your fault, don't ask why when rap dies 
we gon rock the boat until this mutha fucka capsize 
you've been saved for the last time 
all your heroes are dead 
x2

Mike Finito - Mike Finito Raps Too (LvL HDz Rap Cover)

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.

LVL HDZ

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