Formed in 1997, the band released their first album, 1999s Composition No. 1 on independent record label Eartube Empire. They then recorded an album entitled Call It What You Want for Squint Entertainment, containing tracks produced by the band and by Mario C, will.i.am and Prince Paul. Squint never released the album, but they did release a promotional EP titled Big Broke L.A. that contained tracks from Call It What You Want.
LA Symphony independently released the Baloney EP in 2002. Originally, 1000 limited edition copies were pressed, hand-numbered and shipped in resealable sandwich bags. Baloney was later re-pressed.
Following the Baloney EP, LA Symphony was signed to Gotee Records. They then released The End Is Now in 2003, Less Than Zero in 2005 and Disappear Here in 2005.
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L.A. Symphony Lyrics
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You need to pump your breaks
Got these fools dribbling over my game like it's a dang drain
Buddy, I make money and take money, it's all the same
All lame individuals don't pay residuals
You need to shut your mouth
Don't get me wrong, it's two different things
It's like rain and drought,
It's like Cain without,
Murdering ??????????????
Who's next?
Rhyme great, smell good, find a ??????
Don't play hide and seek so call me a player hater
Dope rhyme sayer, it's for what I'm known
A hard act to pass like kidney stone
Get your own, nobody wears ???????
Trying to steal my theme like the Fonz and James Dean
Young, black, and mean similar to ??????
With my finger I can make sheets of paper sing
????? J. all day(???)
Got these pretty ????? screaming and it's okay
Baby, it's alright
Daddy's back and about to smack who's wack and ask who's next?
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Me!
And who's next to feel the rain of a tech?
And who's next to feel the pain of a death?
Who's next to live life, next to get a wife
Next to sell out, next to lose their sight?
Next to dismiss and eventually get pissed
Open their mouth without an element of risk
Next to sign another wack contract
And walk under a ladder in front of a black cat
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
My time to shine
I gotta scratch and snatch up mine
Time after, I rip tracks and spit disasters
I ????? trying to act like your pastor
React more like a possessed man ??????????
My raps score more than fly eligible bachelors
Copycat style is still a page in this chapter
Forever finding fans, for that fact I'm no actor
Realist emcee when it comes to these words, I'm the factor.
Wake up, wash up, brush your teeth
Got caught asleep and your raps just stink
Coming up against me, what did you think
That I would just stand there, wouldn't even blink?
That's why you dead wrong and I'm a live ????
Still breathing, with more rhymes to recite
Like ?????? on ???, you just got checked
Let's have a moment of silence for whoever's up next
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next... yeah.
Good job.
The song "Next" by L.A. Symphony, featuring Pigeon John, is a rap track discussing the state of the music industry and how artists demand to be respected for their talent and hard work. The song features lyrics with witty wordplay and metaphors, including comparisons between rain and drought, faith and doubt, and Cain without murder. The chorus "who's next" is repeated throughout the song, emphasizing the idea that there is always someone else waiting to be heard and prove their worth.
The first verse by Pigeon John suggests that he is a successful musician who earns and takes money but refuses to associate with "lame" individuals who do not pay residuals. He challenges others to respect his work and shut their mouths if they cannot. The second verse focuses on rapping skills and raises questions about who is next to face technological advancements, pain, marriage, blindness, or signing bad contracts. The chorus highlights the reality that nobody knows who might be the next big thing in music, and hence, artists should respect their fellow musicians to maintain healthy competition.
Line by Line Meaning
You need to pump your breaks
You're getting ahead of yourself and need to calm down
Got these fools dribbling over my game like it's a dang drain
People are obsessed with my talent and style
Buddy, I make money and take money, it's all the same
I am successful and know how to hustle
All lame individuals don't pay residuals
People without talent or work ethic won't achieve financial success
You need to shut your mouth, Don't get me wrong, it's two different things
You should stop talking nonsense, though I understand context is important
It's like rain and drought,
There are stark differences between things
It's like faith and doubt,
Just as faith and doubt are polar opposites
It's like Cain without, Murdering ??????????????
One thing is incomplete without the other; like Cain without an accompanying reference to his legacy of murder
Who's next?
Who else wants to challenge me?
Rhyme great, smell good, find a ??????
I have many talents and I'm a catch
Don't play hide and seek so call me a player hater
Don't try to act like you don't notice my skills; acknowledge me for the good I do
Dope rhyme sayer, it's for what I'm known
My talent is for rapping, and I'm acknowledged for that ability alone
A hard act to pass like kidney stone
I'm difficult to compete with or outdo
Get your own, nobody wears ???????
Don't try to copy me, create your own style
Trying to steal my theme like the Fonz and James Dean
People are attempting to take elements from my style
Young, black, and mean similar to ??????
I'm badass and could be compared to someone else who is also badass
With my finger I can make sheets of paper sing
I have control and influence over the rap game
????? J. all day(???)
I'm focused on rhyming 24/7
Got these pretty ????? screaming and it's okay
Girls scream for me, and I'm cool with that
Baby, it's alright, Daddy's back and about to smack who's wack and ask who's next?
I'm here to stay, ready to challenge others
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Who's next to challenge me?
And who's next to feel the rain of a tech? And who's next to feel the pain of a death?
Who'll be next to experience the potential repercussions of rap disputes?
Who's next to live life, next to get a wife, Next to sell out, next to lose their sight?
Who'll progress through life milestones, compromising their roots or reputation in the process?
Next to dismiss and eventually get pissed, Open their mouth without an element of risk
Who'll be reckless with their words, even if it leads to negative consequences?
Next to sign another wack contract, And walk under a ladder in front of a black cat
Who'll be the next artist to make bad business choices, tempting fate even more with superstitious mistakes?
My time to shine, I gotta scratch and snatch up mine
I'm motivated to achieve success now
Time after, I rip tracks and spit disasters
I'm consistently producing high-quality raps
I ???? trying to act like your pastor
I'm not interested in preaching or advising, just rapping
React more like a possessed man ????????????
I'm passionate about my craft and can be very aggressive when I perform
My raps score more than fly eligible bachelors
My rhymes are more impressive than successful singles
Copycat style is still a page in this chapter
People are still emulating others instead of being original
Forever finding fans, for that fact I'm no actor
I have real talent and genuine fans because of it
Realist emcee when it comes to these words, I'm the factor.
I'm the real deal when it comes to rapping, and I'm an important figure in the game
Wake up, wash up, brush your teeth
Get your day started with basic hygiene
Got caught asleep and your raps just stink
You're not producing good rhymes, likely because you're not putting in effort or practice
Coming up against me, what did you think, That I would just stand there, wouldn't even blink?
Don't underestimate me; I'll be ready to defend myself
That's why you dead wrong and I'm a live ?????
You'll lose, and I'll live to see another day victorious
Still breathing, with more rhymes to recite, Like ?????? on ???, you just got checked
I have more to say, and I'm ready to challenge anyone, like a player in chess
Let's have a moment of silence for whoever's up next
A sarcastic statement, suggesting that upcoming rappers will never surpass my skills
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Who's still around to try to challenge me?
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Who will be the next underdog to challenge my skills?
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Who's still got the guts to step up to the plate?
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Who will have the honor (or dishonor) of being the next to lose to me?
Contributed by Noah A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.