lbc

Lyrics

so let's go back to the caddy won't slow down, go down, hit the next street at the party gonna throw down, 3 dollars to get inside, lbc flying high tonight, i need a pleasure release sort of like masturbation, yeah, that lbc kick, my malignant fascination with sensation, it grows, on the mic where i flow, hide all your fans cause the shit's about to blow, i'm gonna stomp, stomp, stomp all the critics, cause my lyrics are ideas not finetics, reggae-punk-hop will never get tired, bring in adam the townkrier- fire!, right up in ya, as we continue, to move the groove that in the end is gonna win ya, out, i doubt, no competition, when i'm on the microphone you listen, you're missing the point, kid spark the joint, it's the way that you live, when you're a lucky boy, this recipe yeah you know me, this 5-piece band called lbc, rest of the world passes by saying the world does not revolve around you, but my world revolves around me; no it's not conceit, just a realization that at first i put myself before you, so i can stand on my own two feet, right next to thee, yeah, lb confusion is on the mic, i'm givin props won't stop with the shit you like, so skip the trip, and spend the night, cause i'm believing that the time is right, l to the b we don't quit, with the styles of the while in the scene of this outfit, the 5 of us with this reggae punk child, break em on in stubhystyle, it's that l dot b dot c dot scene, lucky boys confusion no we're not from long beach, but from chicago, we'll make your mind boggle, if you meet the fungi from colorado, always kicking down with our boys from the swizzle, everybody said our styles would fade and fizzle, my hair's still skunking don't be perpetrating me, i've rocking the mic since 1993, oh, when i'm frustrated i've got anger in my head, i think of the relative ease of the life i've led, so many struggled and died so i may breathe air that's free, i hope when they look upon me they deem me worthy, we're just children of this wasted generation, trying to make the best of our situation, so we play our music all night long, till everyone will know when they hear this song, and here we go, yes it's that 5 tone lucky boy posse, pass me the red stripe so i can get saucy, and watch all the girls jiggle-wiggle their hips, point to us and they pucker their lips, this lbc let me tell you what's in store, we'll play all night if you scream encore, it's the way we jam, lbc hits the stage don't try to compete, ryan sits down and lays down the beat, adam steps up and he matches the groove, joe kicks the lead and j starts to move, bop chicks do their off beat phish dance, 420 geeks try to make room, carlito's getting naked and we're dancing, we're dancing, this is one from the townkrier, come to get you higher, happy to engage in the smoke like a fire, boom! come on and make room, cause i'm hookin up the audible shroom, are you a buyer, shit, god damn, what's the plan, here's the plan, get high, get by any way i can, i drop the flow you drop the flavor, kick the bassline just ask the neighbor