[Intro: (Jay Z)]

(You're now rocking with the best
Just Blaze, Baauer....
Bitches...
Bow down!)

Turn My Music High, High, High, High, Hiiiiiiiiiigh! Les' gerrit!

[Verse: Wah-Li (Jay-Z)]

Uh
I'm back on the beat. Yeah, I’m back so retreat
I'm back for a feat. I'm back to defeat
I fight with words but don't battle with speech
Keep up with G. Uh!

It's is baffling me coz I battle with speech
The art of war when fighting for peace
The art is at war as we fight for a piece
Of cake!

I just can't wait to go frustrate and go bus' brains
In a bus, train or airplane, while they're air playin' this kids name
On air sayin' he's insane but don't explain
He's God's saint and he got sent on Earth's plain
And he's here for Hip Hop's sake!
It's no debate, at a certain stage
The curtains raised you stood & gazed
Cheered and praised, some looked away
And hope for days that i would fail

Fade away in a quiet place. Part away with art, just wait
Pen and page take part of stage, partner and participate
Then partake- take apart the hate. Nearly parted ways with heart and brain
Apart of me just lost his way. Let's party and all celebrate that I’m still the same

Apologies for partially just causing pain
So pardon me, please GOD, man i often pray
Let's go again, yes!

Be at peace with your mind. Vision clear with the eyes
Vision i at your sight. I on the mic, as i start to excite. Ah!
Spark a flame and ignite. Just to enlighten a couple of guys
Cruise at speed of the light. Dudes like iya'speeda le laaitie

Move right. Keep up with the vibe. Are you right? Don't get lost in your mind
Coz you like “who the eff is this guy?” You do like, it's why you wondering why

But it's alright. A couple of rhymes can pass people by
Stop passing me by. I'm past the goodbyes. Hold your drinks to the sky and turn my music...
(HIGH-ER!)
We're two-stepping my crew's repping, now who's stressing?
We've been full-prepping, my boots strapped in, now who's missing?
Some chicks kissing? Some dudes messing? Some screws missing?
Good, i reckon. A full-on wrecking, we'll start our mission

So question, are you threatened? The rap legionnaires, what you expecting?
Banging in your ears, we've pulled our weapons. To make it very clear, we won't to push get in
But shoot the entrance and dude who kept it. From us getting there. Watch who you mess with
I'll use your death wish. You'll lose except it. Middle finger in the air to foolish skeptics
(Fucker!)

Coz kudala bes'val' iingcango. So kumele ndimele usapho
Sho, k'fanene bekumele kunjalo. Akhoskhathi sozula kwistrato
Andi'noty'amacwaka ndibhodla indlala. I hope uyand'bamba, zithole verstaan
Ndizama le zaka, andonwabi ndiselapha. IiGun(i) ne Kapa mandizame iplan

Akho double-up kwel'daba 'laph. If you dumb enough uzodabaza
Ez'dabuk' apha z'dabula inumba. Zishiy' uHalf 'til your number's up
Adding up to you? You're out-numbered dude. Don't get confused, you'll perish too
But...
(I Will Not Lose! Fucker! Ever!)

Coz I’m heir to the throne, stop holding your breathe you know that I’m next
Oh yes, I'm bad to the bone, stop pumping your chest I’ll break your neck in a sec
Can't you see that I’ve grown into a threat monstrous for kids? Oh yes, you bet
I'm all in my zone
Focused on it potent artist. Fought his hardest 'til ya'll harness all his hearts wits
Eye on target. Own the market. Just me all alone!
[Bridge]

(Turn My Music High!)
And reach for the sky. Take a seat and see why. My skills are sublime. This is the time
To Turn My Music High
A plea before die. I wanna see with my eyes
This heat on a rise. With me it's the prize. Ain't speaking it twice

So turn my music....

Eh!
They get it confused so for a minute or two I'll be reaching to you just keeping it true
Telling these dudes my fear of making these dangerous moves
I win when i lose. What's a victory to you? Am i just a fool for seeing the good?
What I’m asking of you, respect what i choose

You don't do what i do, keep cool, skip through [the] mist or the dew
He, who seeks truth, clouding my view
Like he's screwed, pinned to his evils. He seem good, he clowning with you

[Then he] switch through, street moves [to the] sound he produce
Emcees shook, peeps hooked [to a] marvelous tune
[But] art is ridiculed, like you're dope but are you on the charts hitting pinnacle?

And nowadays it just makes me go crazy. Man, I’m losing my cool, i can't lie
My songs aren't even radio friendly so how they're gon' turn my music high?
Let me see if these stations are gon' play me If decide right now to switch it up
With dope rhymes to prove I’m not lazy then get right in, it's time to make some guap

Turn it up more, 'til it's playing for the speaker aph' enextdoor
Turning haters to believers that's what i'm for
Turn it up more. I'm not asking for no features but an uproar
'Til the people get to see it somewhere offshore
'Til they asking from my genius for an encore
Turn it up more, for the leaders and the keepers just know that i'm in it for the artform

Last stretch, will he last? Let's bet. Let me blast at them. Getting mad at me
Coz I’m that that sick. Let me pass, that safe. Petty tracks ya'll make wouldn't last in my wackest list
Let it pass real quick 'fore i make ya'll quit. Twenty tracks couldn't match against a jam like this
Deadly raps, that's it. Daily raps my kid... HIGH-ER

(Bitches!)

You thought it was over, no it's not
Homie uyaxoka, nawe uyand'bona i'm always hot
But that's almost over. I'm back to being colder
Back to bars. Shots for the sober. A punch you could toast'a
Back to top the way i'm supposed'ta
(Fucker!)

But what more can say now? I came forth with a great sound
I'm quite lost in my brain now. I've given ya'll a break down
Let me see you breakdown. To the story of my break-down
Asking for a break now. Dying from the break outs
It's like HIV & AIDS now. Ya screwing up the game now
Blowing at a rate now
(Fucker!)

Am i asking for too much? I'm in line just to see me cued up
I been trying all my best to move up. Better a fusion, tuned up
Tell me that you do love
Don't sit by to see me lose, cuz. When you die that’s when they show you love
An illusion, turn my mus’ up ndik’bonise ndiphumaph’

I been saying I will drop you know it’s something that will top
Got my juice back but my lunch box, the punks got it like oh God
Don’t get me nasty, see. It’ll be a nasty scene
Sorta like A to Z back at age 19…

(I WILL NOT LOSE!)
Ever!
Bitches!