Lucky Boys Confusion - LBC Lyrics
So let's go back to the Caddy won't slow down, go downHit the next street at the party gonna throw down3 dollars to get insideLBC flying high tonightI need a pleasure release sort of like masturbationYeah, that LBC kick, my malignant fascination with sensationIt grows, on the mic where I flowHide all your fans cause the shit's about to blowI'm gonna stomp, stomp, stomp all the criticsCause my lyrics are ideas not fineticsReggae-punk-hop will never get tiredBring in Adam the Townkrier- Fire!Right up in ya, as we continueTo move the groove that in the end is gonna win yaOut, I doubt, no competitionWhen I'm on the microphone you listenYou're missing the point, kid spark the jointIt's the way that you live, when you're a lucky boyThis recipe yeah you know meThis 5-piece band called LBCRest of the world passes by saying the world does not revolve around youBut my world revolves around me; no it's not conceitJust a realization that at first I put myself before youSo I can stand on my own two feet, right next to theeYeah, LB Confusion is on the micI'm givin props won't stop with the shit you likeSo skip the trip, and spend the nightCause I'm believing that the time is rightL to the B we don't quitWith the styles of the while in the scene of this outfitThe 5 of us with this reggae punk childBreak em on in StubhystyleIt's that L dot B dot C dot sceneLucky Boys Confusion no we're not from Long BeachBut from Chicago, we'll make your mind boggleIf you meet the fungi from ColoradoAlways kicking down with our boys from the SwizzleEverybody said our styles would fade and fizzleMy hair's still skunking don't be perpetrating meI've rocking the mic since 1993Oh, when I'm frustrated I've got anger in my headI think of the relative ease of the life I've ledSo many struggled and died so I may breathe air that's freeI hope when they look upon me they deem me worthyWe're just children of this wasted generationTrying to make the best of our situationSo we play our music all night longTill everyone will know when they hear this songAnd here we goYes it's that 5 tone Lucky Boy possePass me the Red Stripe so I can get saucyAnd watch all the girls jiggle-wiggle their hipsPoint to us and they pucker their lipsThis LBC let me tell you what's in storeWe'll play all night if you scream encoreIt's the way we jamLBC (Labuck) hits the stage don't try to competeRyan sits down and lays down the beatAdam steps up and he matches the grooveJoe kicks the lead and J starts to moveBop chicks do their off beat phish dance420 Geeks try to make roomCarlito's getting ***** and we're dancing, we're dancingThis is one from the Townkrier, come to get you higherHappy to engage in the smoke like a fireBoom! Come on and make roomCause I'm hookin up the audible shroom, are you a buyerShit, god damn, what's the plan, here's the planGet high, get by any way I canI drop the flow you drop the flavorKick the bassline just ask the neighborRest of the world passes by saying the world does not revolve around youBut my world revolves around me; as far as I can seeJust a realization that at first I put myself before youSo I can stand on my own two feet, right next to thee
