Wingfield Deluxe Edition

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The Texas hip-hip trio, The Lower Class, team up with hip hop blogs Apple Juice Break and Oh So Fresh! to answer the requests of fans worldwide with a deluxe edition of their buzz worthy second album Wingfield. Wingfield: Deluxe Edition is comprised of a fully remastered version of the original tape that brought them to the forefront of Texas Independent hip-hop across the blogging community, an alternative cover designed by the groups own Kartune, and three bonus tracks to show there is no slowing down their drive. The collective branch out with special features from Houston native Curbside Jones and budding guitar duo Sun and Moon. These collaborations show how the group can adapt while still relying on their golden age feel. By playing shows for SXSW 2013, being Vimeo staff picked for their video for “Extraneous”, and having their single “89” catch spins in retail stores across the nation; The Lower Class have begun their fast path to great things in the year and a half they’ve existed. While the trio gear up for their next project, they aim to keep their momentum going and their name on your watch list.

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released 27 April 2013
Solace (Bonus Track) - Collaborative production from Curbside Jones and ImaGenius
Let Out (Bonus Track) - Backing instruments, Guitar, Bass by Sun and Moon

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Soul and jazz inspired samples combine with nothing short of lyrical Kung Fu to give The Lower Class a sound reminiscent of hip-hop’s Golden Age. The trio’s fresh and laid back style, have indie blogs abuzz- comparing their sound to the likes of De La Soul, Pharrell and The Cool Kids. ... more

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Track Name: Mono Analog
Pliny Science
Face to face with colossus night shades know to harbor darker
Demon imposters holding innocence hostage they say tentative
Penmanship is a force to get lost in their self proclaimed miniscule
Problem built a palace from the ceilings to faucets nothing left to
Pour souls, but poor souls centripetal constants morsels the Scorned toll weigh more on the conscience not concerned about the Case and focus more on the contents Helios drawn dawn strong Bronze bond submerged by Saint John we’re sleeping east of Eden
A gas-masked past left a means for grievance let the last mask
Crack it’s something to believe in abolishing conglomerates on
Acts of treason the elders say we speak with reason the feeling
Is finally taking flight this evening breathtaking is the moment you
Can finally breathe in… Yes
Chorus
Don’t worry about that said we will never go back
It’s just a thing of the past so don’t you worry like that
Said we will never go back it’s just a thing of the past
imaGenius
Wrapped up in a blanket support to ascend only if i make it
Conserved dead ends I must face it the bandages peeled away can
I replace it no divine grace for a prodigal son wasteful of the riches
The superiors wishes that I'd tailor the stitches compelled in their fate
Unknowing my place examining lands of child disgrace but curses lift Up off of the shoulders the boulders eroding following vultures who Whisper in conscious say what they mean but in promise cause the Stone never set no asphalt for the wandering souls who stay Pondering right goals and pay light tolls to cross roads before the Dawn strive to fight traffic with damaged headlights headlines read Tragic chorus
Bridge | Louis Alvin
The past is like yesterday the present is a gift on play
The future’s always coming so I tread steady, steady
Though my mind’s running, running well I guess we’re logical magically ethereal and lyrically unstoppable yeah and I think it’s quite Possible Lower Class made this track pretty untoppable
Kartune
Cause of last monologue on the analog from drawn out logs longly stalled after aperture awfully caught the architect detecting intervals of Damaged temporal zones so he rearranged the temple stones Tempered orders of a pharaoh throwing truth in holes where the lions Pack in droves chewing muted souls I rode to raid said mental home With a bar of crow flew the coupe to show what had shrouded half Alluded throne rose against him with a rose cause I couldn’t cope With harming any part of ego even if it’s gross so we merged to bare A uniform so beautiful handed architect some flaws carving out the Inter walls draw conclusions from recollected allusions to confuse Theories of whether I’m a nuisance or a good kid lucid in nostalgic Pool pits panicked gripping floaters as my mother’s belting out hit the Kill switch and shed any shred of youth you couldn’t deal with never a Strong swimmer so I guess I’ll take a guilt trip I’ve built a semblance Of what’s assemblin’ embedded a resemblance of my father’s image Witnessed a helping hand uproot me out the Nile smiled recognized A fairer pharaoh in her child compiled the proper pieces upon the Wild sit atop my empire exalting onlookers exiled
Track Name: Speakeasy
imaGenius
As i creep sneaky to the sleazy speakeasy with birds that wanna Please me deceive me two shots in moonshine take a drink sweetie Pain relief toothache as the double X takes the feeling away away Past the three piece and minks rolling barrel cases just in case the Badges wanna raid the place as i wink to the bust head blinking Positions of the thinker knuckles cheeking events of the day start Sinking linking reasons for the drinking poison minds of what the Maine collective seeking take a breath reset as the band plays Another set table for myself place bets with my three regrets
Kartune
Bad husband bad father on my bottom dollar feel the bottle wallow as I swallow mounts of other problems this ain’t how you solve em' Pecked the flapper in twenties is far off dapper took the depression Adapter face splasher glass crasher then I slapped her toddler went From star eyes to scarred eyes bin a mater of seconds first hard Lesson second course lessened bootlegged the sample drums of Rum interesting conversations arresting but crooked cops protecting Type ten headed with eleven types of guns spreaded another shot Unleaded gassed up on top shelf cards dealt gather winnings in my Bad health... Yep
Bridge | (vocals by Louis Alvin)
Pliny Science
Past twelve last call crowd is diminished pack the disassembled Instruments bands finished empty glass replenished in minutes with Mixed spirits and with a gasper breath Casper racin’ towards the Rapture collapsed bar captured skull broke, soul fractured she Couldn't tell the difference from the liquor and his blood wife and only Son witnessing what I've become but with a pistol in her hand she Was too late on the gun
Track Name: The Proof
Kartune
Do you remember the path sought by rappers with dad loss selling
Crack out the back door like rummaging asshole? That’s the type of Shit I went mad for disease of cattle absorbed a reasonable Discourse I doubted I’d gab flow Mafioso fit the image genius was Metaphor meta-morph it to better form was goal put it on a pedestal Should I peddle more? Hov did that so leave alone Culkin at home Prone to say fuck the industry birth an independent entity I be the Rockafella John D with rhyme scheme the worm hooked to IV that’s Evergreen where I be lavish life must be breathing in phosphines Chalk outline around my body tell me I dream of fond things like Killing the offspring of rappers Kris Krossing that’s backwards ass train of thought si if you see no need for visine
Chorus
Prove yourself x3
Don’t be afraid to
Pliny Science
Take the metal to the modern marvel massed produced to influence The youth who’s a little less artful heartful yet harmful radio waved War armed to make charts move and nothing else more I’m a little More primitive intimate with my penmanship dismemberment's the Punishment for the obsolete the lower level of dreams I care not to Achieve but to question a high being for higher means If I walk the Path that’s less traveled no paved way a rough terrain of stressed Gravel would I be rewarded or destined to unravel as I stand before The council of masks with fast gavels either way imma do my thing
Until I hear them church bells ring and on that day imma be the one To judge music’s health as I hear the echoes of the past saying prove Yourself
Chorus
imaGenius
Be myself see me myself in distorted reflections I need my help to Understand the flow of emotion that seems to be broken shown in Songs that I’ve chosen so I pick up the puzzle pieces that are apart Sift through the several layers of the heart and start the growing Process of Jack and the Beanstalk now I don’t seem lost kick it in the Exosphere feet in the grass gettin’ greener where I water the other Sides past presently presenting the new Lower Class representing The ghost of hip hop’s past bringing ya’ll back to the destined we Going off track in Deloreans modern day historians our history is Contemporary party with Marty with Doc’s sensibility
Chorus
Track Name: Extraneous
imaGenius
I’m the only lonely soul laughing with the outcast never at them or Blast them out cause they never outlast my clout out-blast my shout I Am dragon-born spitting fire in my sounds no payments from the Mind to the ignorant kind who find no time not even on they wrist no Bliss for the kids that stay stuck stagnant who practice actin’ like they The best it‘s no actin’ Imdabes better than the rest better than sleep I Am better than the food I eat I am better than you seek I am better
Than the flavor of the week I am lights to a raver on E I am Tryptamine Released in the third eye watchin’ from above cause my view stay Birds eye and with the words I, find I...
Chorus
It’s so outrageous disguisin’ this latent shit x2
With all the lies cause we love how the fakeness feels x2
It’s so outrageous disguisin’ this latent shit x2
With all the lies cause we love how the fakeness feels x2
Kartune
Call me facetious the kid who drinkin' diet teas to spit this fiction like Bulimic priest Extremist causing ears to bleed with sickle cell Disease hooked on unconscious stream of black Justice League Villainy where's my dignity? publicly I jerked it to mentions of various Sex positions in my health lessons have people showing their Interest ingesting this spit we stay indifferent incentives over
Excellence money for medicine sativa from resin hits hitting residents With sedatives out of chemist set cause they mumblin’ threats about My melanin being color of cinnamon like I'm black president never put Precedence in election unless its American Idol I am so I’m heaven Sent voted best Christian bailed on em’ so I'm ditchin’ ballads like Ashlee Simpson for Oddysey of Homer without yellow complexion
Chorus
Pliny Science
Imma chicken feather tar pattern carved out of dark matter Mad fitted Hatter with signs of bar bladder watch how I make the stars scatter With a flick of the wrist I orchestrate a score levitate and leave the Floor while jealous zealots and landlocked astronauts beg for more I Journey through your eardrum and explore ignore the fact that boring Blackened back tracks show abandoned land maps to make moves Like lab rats hand me my Hazmat why you think they call me Science? Non-compliant to the giants waging war on mass alliance
Testing brawn covered in bronze using intelligence as iron press the Fires of Goliath as I drawn upon his ire with pedals like Gregor Mendel’s I’ll take this bike to the sky and Regin to move Constellations tighten the belt of Orion with words as strong as Jill’s A placed platen prepared for Isaac the things that make life worth Living is the reason we ain’t dying yet
Chorus
Track Name: Reformat
Kartune
We on a mission to find out what the mission is x4
Pliny Science losing myself like a hipster on xo’s at Dayglow letting My brain know to stay slow look in the mirror no face though to chase Those memories that set pace for pesos on base code as I lay Awake cold case replace notes the same strange melody is it me a Symphony on repeat if possible to achieve a hostage of disbelieve This loss of identity
Kartune
Who I be no ID so I'm Jason Bourne by proxy rebel agents watching Gestapo couldn’t stop what I believe tapping into bank of memory is Deceit eyes reeling subject matter that does not pertain to me but it Relaxes your ear cavities with fallacies in melodies thats malleable Like cracking home of Jim Carrey skull eternal sunshine is lost that's The cost to stay apropos
imaGenius
Stay cold from the lack of shine I find my mind in the boom bap and rhymes the bass-line and chimes I facetime my mind to try to find my Kind and why I’m alive I try to find purpose in why I write verses it’s Never on the surface but when I hear these motherfuckers Meaningless words the verb-less words feel worthless
Pliny Science
So why do they speak a page with no ink seems to only be a self Portrait of the hollowed so why do I let this affect me? I think I know Who I am but why do I let this affect me? Perplexing why I can’t rest at Ease detecting the recipes for stress relief there’s got to be a reason Why the skeleton key is controlled by irrelevant kings on the other Side of the door could be cool breeze and seas or depleted land built On lies and deceit either way it’s my soul I’ll seize, either way it’s my Soul I’ll see
Kartune
We on a mission to find out what the mission is x3
That's repetition by kids who question the proposition thought we Knew more than our parents so we would never listen lying calling it Intuition gave us privilege of genuine intellect been neglecting my Regimen still learning from experience until the fucking end
imaGenius
Or the beginning of a new view misunderstood by a few who choose To see in 2D put the Fez on seek 3 do what you wanna be live as you Want perceived in your brainwaves storm-clouds feel the energy rushing in the sounds (of the soul) I hear the storm growl
Track Name: The Sound in the Soul
imaGenius
The distant thunder clap of feeling so anxious the past of my mother's Voice say I can't play this it was intriguing all they did was tease me Pulling me like gravity to where all the G's be hip hop circles pens Pencils hittin' tables a shadow in the back feeling willing and able Believe me they acted like they didn't fuckin' see me but soon I'll be Wearin' shades actin' like Stevie I made the rumble right but the Feeling still missing emulation never left room for my own creation No luck I was stuck in a rut then I listened my house vibratin' from
The Swisha I was spinnin' and those sound still ringing in the Present the thunder not as distant but up close it's still pleasant now Til’ the day when I'm sittin' in the grave I'll feel the Earth quake leave Em‘ shaking in the heavens
Chorus
Just wanted to grow towards the idols that we know cause the sound Is in the soul singing (I can't get enough) so we chillin' on the low and We bout ready to blow as we roll up to the show hearing (I can't get enough)
Kartune
Homemade tapes stay revolving on cassettes played had the Kid 'n Play taper cutting up on Saturday too hype to stay in one place like Flava Flav in 88’ the military brat of my culdesac held back feelings for Lack of dad led to pressures in my head so the needle scratching Wax gave me spinal tap I grew spine in fact imitated my favorite Cracks mapped plans to make my mom prouder than fam of Kyla Pratt that's why I want to rap opposite emcees who repeat empty Meanings about dames chains and currency lame shit was boring Me to sleep dreamed of being crowned by legendary kings of where Stalagmites be I'm the seedling of CDs labeled classics bred to Pass their word to masses while relaying their past tense been Tense worried that I'd never be shit but failure is not an option on Apollo's spaceship bitch
Chorus
Pliny Science
Of these lights can you see me lord? I can't afford a pearl to add on to This gate my fate is to the sword or the pen as I begin to write my Leaving score I press the feeling of the fallen to unbreathing hordes Whose stained arms with ink drip to represent their royal status in the Streets no bowing to your excellence with cruel intent to cast the ones Unfit and heaven-sent the moment that I knew if I's to rise I'd have to Wreck this shit so should I follow The Roots of music to the east
Side a prehistoric prime of west's best in Jurassic 5 lest I think West Like the rest when I feel Chi or stay at ground Z-ro in the South to Slow my state of mind I'll pack my Samsonite and consider myself a Nomad and leave these ranks to show that I'm making my name with My own brand to all of the people that told me I shouldn't have gone Rap kiss my gonads I'm hoping you'll see my name in the lights Cause I can't get enough and won't go back (peace)
Chorus
Track Name: Higher
Pliny Science
Yes... I push the pen for survival upon arrival I’m drowning out in the Vinyl you wonder why now my freestyles like your final a mechanical Animal I’m Optimus Primal if imaGe got the beats and X got the Market then Pliny be the butcher wrap the game in a parchment Cause any lame that claim to bang get slain in my department Imma Change the aim and break the chains by namely saying
Smart (Shit) and flush the rest of that crap we be putting in work like Blake, Ders, and DeMamp while you’re bringing walls down bring the Same sound my minds left unbound if it aint fitting in this cap so I Keep training hyperbolic capsule killing the metaphors and Hyperboles like I’m Ab-Soul while you’re hating and saying that I’m An asshole we be getting higher than the crowd at our last show
Chorus
I want you to know I’m x3
Higher
imaGenius
The horn steady rising piano stay racin’ the crack of the snare while the bass-line phasin‘ In and out the style animal but this food ain’t Junk the sound cannibal (Yeah) the beat eats wordsmiths if you are Not ready you will spit forgotten verses the crystal clearness can be Found downstream the flow found me to be the opposite of worthless (word kid) I find it in the peaks and the valleys the geeks came to rally with GUTS like Mike O’Malley upward mobility we work to move class Til’ we’re one percent more than the sounds of the past so feel the Rise of the audiophiles who feel that sound-waves are more than
Audio files no mp3’s get the quality higher even deaf populations say I put
Out that fire cause...
Chorus
Kartune
I be on them day to day shifts I quit phase to amaze them tax payers Who play this on regular basis learned the basics while in uteral Stasis but never grew the patience like patients in test tubes Pliny Science with less rules ruler said my height was miniscule in middle School the mischief fool clowning around like Ferris wheeling for Pole ascension from what the formula mix is grander than pricks who Buy extravagant gifts I'm on my lateral tip creative since six making Mad hatters out of clay matter creator of famed bastards our scat is Brain platter sought after by claimed masters for style of crane never Hamper emotions over samples imaGe stitching audio blocks to Build classics we amino acids linking facets of talents that got Laughed at (Yes sir)
Chorus
Track Name: Jester's Rant
Kartune
This is for the kids who ain't ever raise their kids we be saying go Head and dance and this is for the assholes giving other assholes Shit we be saying go head stick up your nose to the mass and dance On cracked surface of asphalt celebrate them assholes that pole Vault over their past faults harmless with mask on cause Underneaths the ugliest phantom designers couldn't rip off even if They on bath salts naked women bathing in bath salts dad taught me How to ask for it get her pregnant than pass on it dead honest I’m the True possum assuming raising an awesome son who’s awestruck His father stuck around was too much support children with no check Fuck is stupid who else women who cupid shoot any dumper of Bullshit smell obese reclusive munchin’ chunks of chips snapping Toothpick whining why can‘t I look fit? Thickheaded Euclid trimming Shape with quick nip flip off any business parading model as a Perfect image to follow this fake I facelift revealing why my statements Place this chodes in states where I’m voted the outcast in status quo Rants of Chuck Palahniuk, Choke on my Chuck Palahnuts
imaGenius
This is for the dudes spendin' stacks that ain't even theirs go head And dance this is for the girls with the dudes spendin' cash on her Hair go head slip on your heels girl and take a dance class half ass No full time improving homes Tim Taylor no Tool Time gotta fix up the Chicks with the mail order check they deposit directly a gift from the Fed expensive feline see the cat food that fool spend every dime but The past dues hold you up in a bind she Waldo in Wal-Mart find her in Swimming in line like a cardshark she with girlfriend number two its Promising but if he tell her what to do she the opposite breaching Walls bearing gifts for the lady her right hand woman ask for Mercedes strivin’ for the life that they once seen modeled nurture Killin' nature seems to be the motto blue pill spoon-fed take it then Swallow the illusion unproven that I'm not one to follow this is for the Fathers spendin' stacks ain't even theirs go head and dance this is For the mothers with the husbands spendin' cash on her hair go Head and dance
Pliny Science
This is for them asshole kids with riches we be saying go head and Dance and this is for them dumb drunks with smart decisions we be Saying go head pick up the tab hit the streets and dance past two AM Feeling muy bien while I’m floating in the deep end set for the Weekend surrounded by cheap friends screwing and making them Drinks blend hot tub with three tens that’s thirty husbands making Major business deals in Jersey their Devils and flirting by their
Partners are working departed waters early excuse me I’m thirsty let Me grab a red solo the crowd yelling slanderous names and no Homos approached a popped collar polo yelling out YOLO a blurred David Blaine turned twenty to a case tell the hoes to come through we Ain't sweating no age ragers smashing the place face matching the Suede a groupie of Morris Day said the Times getting late as she Asked for a night cap well it’s just white socks time stopped and Lights off vision darker then Nighthawk‘s
Track Name: Muse
Pliny Science
A beautiful exhibit my breath upon the glass as I view your every minute letting t-t-time pass if I can make a move this could be my last If we can make this work then this could be the dash the greatest Poet could have wrote a novel about you the great the designer made A perfect model up out you I wrote this song don’t know what it Amounts to a quiet melody drowned out by the loud truth that some Things are better left earthed and undisturbed a blind man can
Fairly weigh his worth against his word evenly the builder gets the Work that he deserves as I sit and face your fires feeling more and More unheard maybe it’s just fate that set us up in this place you Upon display as I stand behind the gates and as I walk away I keep Your name safe only in this state dream-scape now I’m awake (damn)
Chorus
I hear her voice singing in my ear everything suddenly turns clear she the dream I’ve been sleeping for change in my life she my open door x2
imaGenius
The warmth of the memory by melodies played by the days symphony Is telling me that the processes is processing so let the melatonin Set in and be the remedy remember me? I hear in her frequency Steadily creepin’ leakin' in my ear frequently her beauty in the eye of imaGe that’s where she live purely purity I reach out I can feel her in My grasp a reoccurring role every night she’s the cast stealin’ Spotlights of many men’s life shes the opposite of Lot’s wife never Look back she’s always moving forward like steps I feel oxygen start To move my chest try to fight sunlight find whats next of the girl who Gets away every good-nights rest
Chorus
Kartune
That’s opportunity like scholarship for uni unities what I'm pursuing Need recourse I have no idea what I'm doing the virgin of purpose With hubris that's worthless more worth on the surface with girls that Are sure bid sweeter than sherbet but she friend I ignore the tension Of flirtin’ I knew her since fourth grade back in the day when I used to Have back up dates to chase then time passed so in haste I relay my Desire to foreplay for my sake but put stakes on past bonds we made Mislead by my dickhead instead put the feelings to rest like Sex
Pistols in bed face red embarrassed showing stains of heart bled I Just want a daughter of Nas bred to start the process for a man who Couldn't process this option in his ocular outputs... yep
Chorus
Track Name: Can I Live
Chorus
We scared of dieing lonely stay home readily ready to be everything We ain’t seen looking out the window seal for a better being but we Barely living to achieve anything all we screaming is
Can I x3 Live? All we screaming is
Can I x3 Live?
Kartune
Am I alone in this huh? piss poor coughing in sleeves of cardigan Spent credit on card again pardon esophagus needs lozenge to pour Out this lodged in shit as kid closet is where my father feared I hid so He bossed and lipped never cry for fallen bicuspids stayed in Brightened compartments imparted knowledge from parchment Promised land for the Psalms I read pinned cross left stains on my Garments jammed arms into barely fit suit ripped it was fib i give Disappointed my mom and shit tell the truth outgrew youth Questioning everything in my view what happens after last black suit
That I wear to commune bored of this endless loop to pay bills past Due with dues consumers pass you then pass out saying weed and Brews (meade and brews) life for us is just heed the rules principles Government misused by vessels who could not give two shits about You unless amount of wallet can monsoon mom said son soon the Moon will give tidings to weather any wearer of wolf-suit yes
Chorus
Pliny Science
Of course I can I got it figured out channel monolith I follow this to the
Farthest rift as I persist to where none exist my complex making Objects seem so distant when diminutive is self-image evolution Reinforced my resistance but insistence on dwelling in ignorance Hell bent on figments of temptresses on linens and cotton bills with Silver linings or every line screened the teleprompter rewriting this Blank script reminds me issues left rewinding to a time bearing Potential sequence misled indirect youth parent’s altercations Infused Nihilistic existential give me one reason to get through when Souls contracted to rental my muse proposed quotes are misused They’ll miss you extend queue I intend to flip context soliloquy spilt my Minds stress under my duress I have time to test address the rest With a challenged set for content of a self progressed my conscience Dealt dissension not omnipotent as I mentioned can you please Repeat the question?
Chorus
imaGenius
Through death of innocence been waitin' for this since adolescence I Felt a new essence of needed presence and I answered yes who Would've guessed it'd end like this started at shore but the boat set Adrift live Montauk Bayside in my mind eternal life is what we'll find in Line of sight of reapers eyes family ties put me in a bind family cries Cause third path dragged to a high degree questioned the holy trinity Socrates taught differently no understanding for the entity the Construct of faint memory for one half of my DNA the other half Stands here today gone back then for labor pay but I payed attention To what he dedicates protect the gates to keep us safe kept kids Away i couldn't play but it's ok cause in the end I made the mates he Knew I'd make there came a fate on one day dreamin' of donuts with Ruff drafts leave impacts on vinyls I match Garage Sale closed result No show but look who showed to sell whats owned lowly allies a vile Science method spew bile make lost boys hear What We Say their Ears grounded Kartune Saturday tuning sounds of looney two who Pined to Wright Brothers who risked their lives to escape the plight
On a flight caught on fire who knew it would take us higher to open Windows scared of heights carry me forth to the edge of time with a Leap of faith we can feel the fall leveled Skills Up cause we heard the Call from demands of a mosh pit below crying out in vast unknowns So we answer those who struggle to grow in a world that's all alone Wandering through winding trails exploring to find new homes
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