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The 5 songs on this EP are special - then again, every EP I do feels that way for me. ❤️ 
My 4th EP of the year, #TheHighRoadEP is now available everywhere! link in bio. 🔗✨

Track list:

1. Odd One Out
2. I Give It All To You
3. Watchu Know
4. How To Eat Shrooms
5. Music To Rebel To

#Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #JungleLaz HipHopArtis by @junglelaz
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2 months ago
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#WhoDoYouAdore is a song dedicated to my daughters. ❤️✨ Fellow parents will relate. 🙏🏼

You can now stream the song everywhere, and purchase my full #LettersToMyLoveEP on my BandCamp or my website, www.junglelaz.com

#Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #HeartfeltHipHop by @junglelaz
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5 months ago
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My full new Messiah music video is now on my YouTube channel and my website (www.junglelaz.net)

#Messiah is a song off of my #WhenLionsAwaken EP - it’s up for streaming everywhere, and can be purchased from my BandCamp and my website.

I’m a Messiah, and so are You.

#Messiah #NewMusic #Laszlo taken in Drakensberg Mountains by @junglelaz
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5 months ago
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We seeeee yooouu 🐊🐊

My song #Glitch and my full #WhenLionsAwakenEP can be streamed & purchased everywhere. 🙏🏼 Link in bio. 🔗✨ Much love to all. ❤️

#laszlo #laszlovanleeuwen #junglelaz by @junglelaz
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3 months ago
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We them kids with the aura ✨

My new #Aura music video is now out! Featuring cameos by Tyla, Eminem, Token, Cheech & Chong and many more! The track is also up for streaming everywhere & the EP is for sale on my website. 🙌🏻✨

#Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #NewMusicVideo #WhenLionsAwakenEP by @junglelaz
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5 months ago
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Jungle Boy’ is a song I recorded with a live band in the Costa Rican jungle near Nosara. I then filmed the music video myself shortly after, over the course of a year living in the deep virgin jungle near Puerto Viejo.

I’m proud to have local Costa Rican legend @amor_reluciente on the live bass guitar on this one! 🙌🏻✨

You can watch the full music video on my website (junglelaz.net) or my YouTube channel (@junglelaz).

(Jungle Boy gear is available for purchase on my website, too!)

Enjoy your jungle trip & Thanks for your support!

#LaszloVanLeeuwen #HipHopArtist #MusicVideo #CostaRica #JungleBoy taken in Puerto Viejo, Limon, Costa Rica by @junglelaz
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5 months ago
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#Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #JungleLaz #FlowState by @junglelaz
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7 days ago
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What the heeeell?? 🤨

#Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #JungleLaz #chicken by @junglelaz
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8 days ago
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(Continued from Part 1)

On Monday, I handed her the CD with my poorly photoshopped graphics like it was gold.
She smiled. She listened. She liked it.
And she passed it on.

That’s when the older kids caught wind.

They weren’t amused.

I was twelve. Pale. Foreign.
She was beautiful. Popular. Ghanaian.
To them, I was not part of the equation.

So they invited me —
no, summoned me —
to Freestyle Friday.

If you’ve never been to a Ghanaian high school freestyle battle, imagine this:
fifty students packed into a small classroom with more pouring out in the red dust courtyard outside.
Red dust in the air.
Shoulders tight. Energy thick.
No microphones. Just mouths and sway.

They put me up against a guy six years older,
built like he’d been bench-pressing bricks since a foetus,
gold tooth flashing every time he spat.

I stood there.
Tiny. Trembling.
But something inside me… settled.

I’d been an outsider long enough to know how to hold silence.
How to watch.
How to listen.

And when it was my turn — I blacked out.

The words didn’t feel written.
They felt like release.
Like everything I’d held in — every stare, every mispronounced name, every joke at my expense — just snapped loose.

And when I was done, the place went silent.
Then wild.

That moment changed everything.

I wasn’t the outsider anymore.
I was the glitch in the matrix.
The ghost who spoke.

From there, the music didn’t stop.
I recorded wherever I could — home setups, slums, back-alley studios.
Three albums by 14.
Pure grit. Pure voice.

It wasn’t clean.
But it was real.

And for the first time in my life — I wasn’t explaining myself to the world.
I was speaking it into being.

Hip-hop didn’t just give me a voice.
It gave me presence.
And presence, for someone who always felt like a ghost in every room —
was everything.

#TheLionsOrigins #MyOriginStory #Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #JungleLaz by @junglelaz
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23 days ago
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Ghana was where everything flipped.

Up until then, I’d been the outsider — always watching, always adapting.
New countries, new classrooms, new codes.
But this time, something shifted.

Maybe it was the start of highschool.
Maybe it was the energy — raw, alive, unapologetic.
Or maybe, it was Abigail.

She was magnetic.
Confident in that way only someone deeply rooted in themselves can be.
I was twelve, awkward, skinny, still figuring out what to do with my arms when I walked.
She made it all look effortless.

And she loved hip-hop.

So when I lied and told her I had an album coming out…
I don’t know if I was trying to impress her or convince myself I was someone.
But I said it.
She lit up.
Eyes wide. “Really?”
I nodded like it was nothing. “Yeah, dropping next week.”

She told her friends. Her friends told the school.
And suddenly, this skinny white boy with the accent and the awkward smile was the talk of the courtyard.

Now I had three days to turn a lie into a mixtape.

I faked being sick. Stayed home.
Locked in.
Downloaded whatever 6 second beat loops my dial-up connection could handle.
I then played them over my Skype headset as it lay wrapped around my mini-speakers, so the headset’s mic could record me and the looping beats simultaneously.

I wrote 12 songs and recorded each live all the way through – from start to finish.
It was chaos. But it was mine.

(Continued in part 2 on my profile)

#TheLionsOrigins #Laszlo #LaszloVanLeeuwen #JungleLaz by @junglelaz
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23 days ago
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🪮 The more I think about what this could be, the more I’m convinced… by @junglelaz
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23 days ago
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(Continued from part 1)

… And then one day, Thylia disappeared.

Kidnapped.

They thought she was my adopted sister — a local girl living with a foreign family.
They thought ransom.
Money.
Leverage.

We searched everywhere.
My parents made calls, spoke to neighbors, drove in circles.
And finally — days later — we found her.
Alone. On the side of a road.
Alive, but changed.
She didn’t speak much after that.

That moment marked me.
Not like a scar — more like a crack in the wall of childhood.

The world wasn’t just unpredictable.
It was dangerous.
And I was learning how thin the line was between normal and nightmare.

Still, life kept moving.

New countries. New cities.
And with each move, I picked up pieces —
sounds, styles, gestures, rhythms.
I didn’t have roots, but I was building something else:
range.

By the time we left Cambodia, I still didn’t know who I was…
But I was starting to understand who I wasn’t.
And that was a start.

#TheLionsOrigins #LaszloVanLeeuwen #JungleLaz #OriginStory by @junglelaz
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25 days ago
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