LAbX: The LAb eXperiment

by Anacron & Josh Jetson

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In his first album-length artist/producer collaboration ever, the Unfamous Anacron introduces virtually unknown but immensely talented West Coast producer Josh Jetson. Both active members of the world-famous L.A. Breakers breakdancing crew, Anacron and Josh bonded while facing rival crews in heated battles, prior to connecting in another arena to create this impending underground classic.

Anacron's advanced and constantly evolving flow and songwriting talents pair well with Josh Jetson's neo-futuristic production style, meshing to project a clear vision of what the future of hip hop music will sound like. Covering an array of topics that range from the standard "relationship rap" to an open letter of gratitude to those that appreciate art, Anacron swings into full form on this album, holding nothing back in his lyrical composition and delivery, while performing breathtaking instrumental and vocal arrangements.

Josh Jetson's beat production blends new school craftsmanship with true school structure, creating an edgy and experimental sound while maintaining an open level of accessibility. Whether turning over an up-tempo club track or free-forming an oddly assembled time signature, Josh is without question a mastermind behind the boards. The exchange between these two artists is a perfect match, creating a back-and-forth cohesion of adventurous creativity that is unparalleled by any artist/producer pair in today's hip-hop market.

With an impressive line-up of featured artists from almost every vein of the West Coast's independent music scene, The LAb eXperiment boasts a revolving door of emerging new talents and seasoned musical vets. Notably; stand-out features include Brandon Jordan formerly of the punk-rock outfit KillRadio, as well as west coast underground rap pioneers Megabusive and Himself. Newcomers include Floridian soul/pop singer Sarah Jane, and indie/alt rock group Mirden (with Minni Jo Mazzola of television series "Parks and Recreation").

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released 24 May 2011
All songs written and performed by Anacron for Manoemusicc.
All songs produced by Josh Jetson for Spacely SpRockIts.
All turntablism by The OG Daze for Wombsicle.
Song, instrumental, and vocal arrangements by Anacron.
Mixed by Anacron.

Album features:
Himself courtesy of All By Himself / Permanent Records
Megabusive courtesy of Isolated Wax
Brandon Jordan courtesy of Crime Rock
Kruse courtesy of Young Genius / Permanent Records
Wizdome appears courtesy of The Wise Lion
Minni Jo Mazzola courtesy of Mirden
Sean Donahue courtesy of Mirden
Pimpin Quinn courtesy of himself
Provoked courtesy of himself
Sarah Jane courtesy of herself

Recorded, mixed, and arranged at The Gallery;
Los Angeles, CA.

Art design by Albane / DyN
Additional art design by Manoe One / INKmob.

This is an UNFAMOUS production.

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tags: hip hop/rap alternative anacron eclectic experimental hip hop josh jetson la breakers lab experiment labx underground Los Angeles

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Anacron is the personification of music's future. This rapper/ singer/ songwriter is a modern renaissance artist: ... more Quintessential music producer, composer/arranger, multi-instrumentalist, DJ, & break-dancer. Defining versatile, his music touches people of all types, inspiring awe with his amazing performances. With endless potential & an UNFAMOUS mind-frame; Anacron is pure, potent talent, no hype. less

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Track Name: Anacron ft Sarah Jane - Party Animal
LYRICS:

I had to give it up
This one's for the normal people posted in the club
Dropped a fin, got your friends toasted with a dub,
drank before you came, now you're coastin' with a buzz
Everybody ain't poppin champagne
Everybody can't do the damn thang
Everybody can't rock the best fits
Everybody ain't on the guest list
I saw you getting in;
miniskirt, no jacket, chillin' in the wind
Girl, you so icy! Temperature below 10
You a hypothermic honey, pretty party penguin
Everybody ain't going porn glam
Everybody can't know the door man
Every plan can't come together, Hannibal
but everybody wants to be a party animal

The moon is high
The day is fading
The sights and sounds around me are intoxicating
I'm a party animal, let's party down
Hear me swoon as I howl at the moon
Ahwooooo

Let's do it, let's get it, let's go soon
Front to the back, let me hear the whole room
Party animals, howl at the moon
x2

I had to get it crackin
This is for the chick that 'whip her hair' with a track in
Dancing with your girls in a circle in the back, and
"I ain't trying to hear this nigga over here dirty mackin"
Everybody ain't wana know your name
Everybody ain't come to throw you game
Everybody ain't buying a pitcher for ya
Everybody ain't trying to get to know ya
I see you in your plainclothes,
on a different plane, though; higher than a plane goes
aint nobody playin' though
You want to lay low and get away
because your girls was trippin' since she came home
Everybody ain't want to hear your mouth
Everybody stuck in here go out
Everybody do itlike a 100th annual,
so off the chain that even PETA beat a party animal

CHORUS x2
Track Name: Anacron ft Wizdome, Kruse - Out The Club
LYRICS

WIZDOME
L.A. We're bringing out the bottles like we're newborns
Girls dressing up, looking like they do a few porns
Dude next to me got some game that is lukewarm
before you dive in, man you need to work on your form
In the VIP with some PYT's
and this dude from overseas got on too much cologne
Fuckin up my zone, I'm two steps from going home
but I'm a gentleman, I can't leave these ladies all alone
They're looking for some love, they're looking for some hugs
they're looking for some drinks, they're looking for some drugs
They're looking at me looking like I'm done
but I'm standing out the line with Josh J yelling "shotgun!"
But before we hit the parking lot
cats want to bark a lot, jealous of the talent that we have and they don't got
Kruse hit me up about another spot
Anacron got the girls on deck, and they're hella hot

CHORUS
They never let us past the front
We be out the club
So cold
Trying to heat it up
They never let us past the front
We be out the club
So cold, dressed up
Trying to heat it up

KRUSE
Fuck you for trying to tell me that I'm over-served
Bitch ass staff getting on my last nerve
Cops sit me down on the curb
I'm three sheets two the wind, about to be acting bezerk
Yeah, I know I'm hitting my limits
but I'ma finish this drink until every drop is diminished
And you lick the tip of my penis
if you want to talk shit and get all up in my business
My friend's telling me to pump my brakes
but I just want to get faded and make a couple mistakes
Forget it if you're trying to relate
I just met a young lady and she trying to fellate
I slam my pint glass down like a domino
Now security's saying, "man, you gotta go...
you got to slow down" Me? That's impossible
'cause I'ma wild out until I wake up in the hospital

CHORUS

ANACRON
Man, I bet it's hella crackin'
but I'm curb-side, teeth chattering, yak-yak'n
with a big-bonededed, bald-headed, buff bouncer
Little dicked dickhead, rude rabble-rouser
Talking about my name ain't on the list
Yeah, it's on the poster and the flyers, dumb bitch
Asking for my ID, fronting like the camera's on
Girlies in the line screaming, "Oh my God, it's Anacron"
Headphones and Serato in the bag
Drink in hand thinking about bottling a fag
Mean-mugging, about to snap, but a second later
the promoter walked out and got to checking haters
He's like, "This the DJ," I'm like, "stupid ass"
Grabbed the Droid trying to see where Josh, Wiz, and Kruse is at
Through the velvet rope, ready for a genocide
I'm finna kill it, mass-murder when I get inside

CHORUS
Track Name: Floorwars (LAbHZ)
LYRICS

VERSE1
It's a war on the floor
Women and children and marks headed for the door
Suckers get called out, fool we go all out
busters get bombed on, nuclear fall-out
Potassium iodide pills
Punks play possum, we ride or die still
Came from gang territory, so we bang on the boards
LA Breakers, Brickheadz, gang-bang the floor
We ain't like them other crews
Ya'll battle for fun, hugging and laughing when you lose
We take war serious, wilding until we win it
unrelentless until you're finished, we ain't for it, we're again'it
We carry straps to the cipher, playa
The glocks is downrocks, and the flava AK-ya
Turn the music up, this a hi-fi drive-by
Thow it up, claiming Avengerz, worldwide

CHORUS
Get ready
and prepare for the battle on the floor
It's heavy
When we there, you're in for an all-out war
It's nothing
You call us out, now what you do that for?
We snuff them, then crush them
This is a floor war

VERSE 2
We turn music into movement
Sound into sculpture, decibels to doin' it
In the door, hurtle through the crowd
blood-curdling screams when I hit the floor, getting down circling
Murdering the beat, and not just breaks
Any music with a tempo is enough to create
When you dance, you express from within
Stop letting has-beens tell you how to get it in
'Nuff respect to the pioneers
but if you ain't evolved, how you stay fly in here
You trying to fake it until you make it; it's a mystery
brainwashed the breaking industry with false history
In the '80's, we showed the East love
but the only Southern Cali B-Boys was the Bloods
Gangsta's boogied, Bronx-Boys did the new wop
We was breakdancers, LA Breakers breaking fools off

CHORUS

VERSE 3
This is the original, this is the legend
The real Floorwars, born in 1997
One of many jams to hit the town of Los Angeles
Just for them that dance and this the one that none could stand to miss
Remember Radiotron?
Side Circles and Phunkee Circle, maybe those gone
but the battle goes on. Funky Fight Club
Breakbeat Bloodsport, hella hyped up
You know the feeling, adrenalyne high
on the circle's inner ring, many men died
Arms crossed, mean mug, looking trying to find that
lilac-soft breaker that you find wack
Get it crackin', it's finna go down
Eye contact, go down, clownin, ground combat
Wildin' like wombats! Hitting beats four:four
fire like Mordoor, this Floorwars

CHORUS
Track Name: For The Moment
No we're never gonna stop
It's hot and we'll keep movin
No we're never gonna stop
we know not what we're doing
No we're never gonna stop
It's rough and yet it's soothing
No we're never gonna stop
It's hot and we'll keep movin

The other day, my homeboy said
he been thinking about killing himself
So I had to try to get in his head
I said, "Damn! You're still in good health"
Then he told me some things
about the life he'd been living
I wish I had the power to change
or stop the strife he'd been given
Life's an arduous journey
but everybody's going through it
You never know the future, I'm learning
but still, you've got to go and do it
Know you're not alone, there's others
all trying to get through this typhoon
Then I told him, "yo, I love you like a brother
and I refuse to let you go so soon."

Hey, we live our lives for every day
Now the past is out the way
In the present's where we lay
and the future's on the way
Track Name: I Fuccin Luv U
LYRICS:

Chorus
I just want to tell you right now
that I fuccin love you
and it really hurts right now
because I'm thinking of you
I've been trying to call you lately (please don't go)
and I want you to know
I really fuccin love you (I love you)

Verse One
I hate to say it but you bring the psycho out of me
The game you playeded ruffled things, you might know how to be
in and out of love. Acting like you don't care,
yacking but you won't care, cracking up a dope pair
That was so fair -- end sarcasm
Our love was so deep; part friends, part chasm
What ever was amiss in the abyss, it wasn't worth this
I forgot the others, your lips were my first kiss
Hello? Hello? Speaking to a dial tone
You're hanging up and out, reaching newer milestones
I'm hanging on, crooning Blue In Green, Miles tones
Fronting when I see you, like "I'm doing me," lying though
Truthfully, a loco local
Lost without you, my aura oval is immobile
Man On Fire, "The Voice" got my art smoking
Repeat a 'Pita and in-Creasy, now I'm heartbroken

Chorus

Verse Two
You're the salt in my wounded heart
Minor were the faults when we grew apart
I knew that it was over when you wanted to talk
there by your front stairs with the stare of a hawk
Snarky and smirky, attitude shirty,
hurtful words heard from lips I once found flirty
First degree murder, emotional manslaughter
Insensitive scorn from a missing man's daughter
Shot me in the heart, stabbed me in the back
Now I'm waiting, wishing you would gab me with your Mac
or blab me with your Blackberry. I try to call
and cruise by your crib on the long way to the mall
Hoping I could see you, or catch you with another
I wouldn't want to be you when I meet you and your lover
You wounded me forever, and I'll never be the others
You're my muffin or you're nothing to this crazy motherfucker

Chorus x2
Track Name: Anacron ft Megabusive, Sarah Jane - Cali Gray
All the time we live our lives it goes in cycles
Everything can't be the same balance is vital

Call it Cali Gray (x4)

[Anacron]
California gray skies
Silver-laced cloud cover when the rain dries
Same eyes, different view when it came near
knowing they lied when they said "it never rain here"
Normally, it's so beautifully perfect
but now and then, it gets drab at the surface
Good times great, but you wonder is it worth this
feeling nervous when she swerves into her fits
Things evolved in a funny way
The sunny days my honey made are Faye Dunaway (fading away)
Bonnie Parker wants to run away from Clyde Barrow
when the clouds cleared, my hummingbird sang sly sparrow
It only happens every now and then
usually she's perfect, but you never know how it ends
Picture it: weird in a Salvador Dali way
imperfect perfection; sunny, gloomy, Cali Gray

Chorus

[Megabusive]
Walk into the party, everybody's all smiles
The liquor flows heavy, shots get thrust down
Dope off the Ricky, BBD without Bell
All kinds of familiar faces, and friendly females
You know the type that like to kiss on the dance floor
asking for drinks and exorcising your man-whore
Then you get to feeling like it's time for a change of scenery
"Let's go outside and have a cigarette" leads to "leave with me"
Next thing you know, you're back at her house
with cats; her parents are in the living room, waiting with bats
You come to in a basement, tied to an office chair,
rolling around frantically with a ringing in your ears
Your life starts flashing underneath your blindfold,
wishing that you'd have met a nice girl in high school
Then the alarm goes off; wake up, and take a look outside
another day of good California sunshine

Chorus
Track Name: Anacron ft Pimpin' Quinn, Provoked - Origami (Foldin' Paper)
LYRICS

ANACRON
I'm on Penny Lane with a nickel bag of funk and a dime piece
quarter pound of beef, homie check your time piece
Watch how fast 'Cron-o clock this cash
Straight itching for some scratch, state snitching for my stash
Wait -- wishing you could have that
Money on your mind, trying to grab that, get'cha get'cha haz-mat
as that could poison you, money's so venomous
Caution because it often brings evil out of innocence
Making big events out of small get-togethers
Corporate benefits, unconcerned with the cheddar
I be like, "it's whatever"; money isn't everything
so I'm steady seen in jeans, never heavy rings
Keep snaps done earned under wraps, dumb nerds
tossing that absurd flossin get Yung Berg'ed
It's a gamble, gin rummy running funny
Keep it going, because it's not about the money, money, money
Track Name: Anacron ft Mirden - The Reason (AnaManiacs)
LYRICS:

VERSE 1
Man I love ya'll niggas
Nah, for real -- getting bigger
aint a thing I want to do unless we're doing it together
Real fans, bandwaggoners can ruin it forever
This is dedicated to my listeners
You're the reason that I'm hitting beats and spitting written words
Flipping birds at fakers that ain't never got to know me
but they'll flip and turn when MTV tell them -- hella phony
True blue AnaManiacs roll tight
Ya'll a better breed of buyer, cold as Breyer's, no hype
I'd rather stay connected through respected indie forms
ya'll deserve it, I ain't trying to work with trendy cornballs
I want to let you know I'm doing this for you
I won't be chasing after labels like them other dudes
and changing what was stable; because stability, you gave me that
This is for my fans -- the AnaManiacs

CHORUS
There's a reason we push and pull through
Every season we do what we do
The reason is you
The reason is you

VERSE 2
I want to shake your hand, I want to get your name
I want to post up a minute just to pick your brain
It's only fair, right? I open up in songs
I'm hoping you can do the same and I can sing along
I want to know your story, I want to know your goals
Step up and introduce yourself, I'm approachable
Or hit me via Facebook or Twitter, I can read
and I got time for anyone that's got the time for me
Where my AnaManiacs?
Thank you for the times you gave me daps
I see you dancing to my gravy tracks
and you condone all of my crazy raps
Keep riding with me, and I'ma take it back
Working hard to please a crowd like rappers in the 80's, jack
Expressing gratitude; to some it may be wack
but I ain't mad at you, let's bring the ladies back

CHORUS
Track Name: They Don't Know
Lyrics:

They don't know us
They don't know what we go through
They don't know us
They don't know what we could do

Everything is ours
We can change the world

They don't know
They don't know

They better ask somebody...