This is another Beatmatics production.
We will face the consequence of trying to downplay my intelligence.
God forgive me because I can't repent for everything I've said.
Cause all I've said I meant.
This is my testament to all those who believe
they can defeat me when it comes to rhyme content.
I cannot be content with making a few cents.
I gotta make money like 50 cent.
I gotta gain respect like Jay Z's blueprint.
Forgetting putting my foot in the door I'm ready to move in.
In two years time y'all gonna be talking
about us while we riding in planes.
Y'all are riding the bus.
You sitting there in the chair scared.
Scratching your head.
Wondering if I'm gonna be the one to end your career.
I don't really care if you say I'm the best or the worst.
It doesn't matter as long as I drop a verse.
Just listen to what I'm gonna give ya.
Listen, let the rhythm heat ya.
My fever's burning with desire.
So you can feel my fire.
I don't need no ecstasy.
This ain't no fantasy.
It's just L.A.B.O's gonna rock tonight.
L.A.B.O's gonna let the music hold ya.
Let it
hold ya.
If you really wanna know,
if you really wanna know,
you're gonna need to control yourself.
You need to get higher.
If you don't like the track, guess what?
If you don't like the track, guess what?
And if you don't like the dance, guess what?
And if you don't like the style, guess what?
L.A.B.O's gonna rock the show.
L.A.B.O's gonna let the music hold ya.
Let it hold ya.
If you really wanna so much just believe me.
Gonna make this last forever.
So you feel like you're in heaven.
And you reach the state of freedom.
Say, oh Jehovah, can I be your preacher?
And let the music hold ya.
Let it hold ya.