Artist/Band: 
Xzibit 
Lyrics for Song: Symphony X Major 
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Xzibit
  
               
  23372>[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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