Symphony In X Major Lyrics by Xzibit

Symphony In X Major Lyrics

    ft. Dr. Dre

    [Xzibit]
    Time to snap out of it, welcome to the real world
    My life like a Hitchcock flick, stick to the script
    If she can't stick to the script, stick to this dick
    How she actin off of the fifth? Ridiculous shit
    We don't need conversation, just crowd participation
    If you here on vacation we got, rules and regulations
    Seperate myself from y'all, segregation
    Tryin to stop Xzibit and Dre? Humiliation
    Pure elevation, got me some inspiration
    Two bitches in bubble baths, a beautiful invitation
    Got a live occupation, live for the moment
    I'm faced with an altercation manhandlin my opponents
    I got eyes in the back of my head
    I never sleep so they bloodshot red
    Yo we so far ahead of our time
    If we can stop life and press rewind
    You still wouldn't catch up 'til 2K and a dime, so turn it up

    [Chorus - female and male singers]
    [F] Turn it up!
    [M] Turn it up
    [F] This is it!
    [M] This is it
    [F] We the shit
    [M] We the shiiiiiiiiiit
    [F] Get with it!
    [F] Give a fuck
    [M] Give a fuck
    [F] Who you wit
    [M] Who you wit
    [F] Turn it up!
    [M] Turn it uppppppppppp
    [F] Get with it!

    [Dr. Dre]
    Truthfully speakin, it's lonely up here all by myself
    So I had to come down and pass around some help
    From N.W.A to whatever's next
    Make sure it says ANDRE YOUNG in bold letters on big checks
    Your shit ain't sellin? Fuck it, get Dr. Dre on it
    You got a budget? I'll get down, give me half of it
    One session, one song, I'm gone
    The first week, you hit the streets, a star is born
    to add to my universe - let me show you
    who can invade who nigga, and who can do who the worst
    Warning from the Surgeon General
    Watch out for fake hits and bullshit that sounds identical
    Pick it up, read the credits, who you thought it was?
    Twenty years in the game, with a constant buzz
    Pick a year, any year, see how hot I was
    Same shit today, and still don't give a fuck!

    [Chorus]

    [Chorus 2]
    [M] Stay.. in your place
    [X] Stay in your place nigga
    [M] You can't face, what we bringin
    [X] What we bring to the game, playa
    [M] Bounce like this
    [X] Bounce
    [F] Bounce like this
    [M] Blaze your shit
    [F] Blaze your shit
    [M] And get high for meeeeeeee

    [Xzibit]
    Let me give y'all niggaz somethin to hold
    This product not to be sold
    Know you can't cook it over a stove
    You can flip it and come back with a mitt
    Don't make me reach through your limo tint
    I just want my twenty percent
    This is dedicated to the people that spoke too soon
    I think I'll stop shootin you niggaz and shoot for the moon
    Motherfuckers turn respect on and off like a light switch
    I'll never be seen, like Farrakhan fuckin a white bitch
    Jump I won't flinch, dump I don't miss
    X holdin this, I'm never losin faith or focus
    So say what you gotta say, every day a holiday
    We don't blow the roof, we blow the whole fuckin spot away [BOOM]
    Organize permission like, organized crime
    Organized minds, organize they nickels and dimes
    Organized vocab be organizing my rhymes
    Organizing my business and organizing my time, so turn it up

    [Chorus]

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