Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony in X Major

Time to snap out of it, to the real world
My life like a flick, stick to the script
If she stick to the script, stick to this dick
How she actin' off of the fifth? Ridiculous

We need conversation, just crowd participation
If you on vacation we got, rules and regulations
Seperate myself from y'all,
Tryin' to Xzibit and Dre? Humiliation

Pure elevation, got me inspiration
Two bitches in baths, a beautiful invitation
Got a live occupation, for the moment
I'm faced with an manhandlin' my opponents

I got in the back of my head
I sleep so they bloodshot red
Yo, we so far of our time
If we can life and press rewind
You still wouldn't up 'til 2K and a dime, so turn it up

it up, turn it up
This is it, is it
We the shit, we the
Get it

a fuck, give a fuck
Who you wit', who you
Turn it up, it up
Get it

Truthfully speakin', it's up here all by myself
So I had to come down and pass some help
N.W.A to whatever's next
Make it says, "Andre Young", in bold letters on big checks

Your shit sellin'? Fuck it, get Dr. Dre on it
You got a I'll get down, give me half of it
One session, one song, I'm
The first week, you hit the streets, a star is

To add to my universe, let me you
Who can invade who nigga, and who can do who the
Warning the Surgeon General
Watch out for fake hits and bullshit sounds identical

Pick it up, read the credits, who you it was?
Twenty years in the game, a constant buzz
a year, any year, see how hot I was
Same shit today, and still don't give a

it up, turn it up
This is it, is it
We the shit, we the
Get it

Give a fuck, a fuck
Who you wit', who you
it up, turn it up
Get it

Stay, in your
You can't face, what we
What we to the game, playa
like this
Blaze your
And get for me

Let me give y'all somethin' to hold
product not to be sold
Know you cook it over a stove
You can flip it and come back a mitt

make me reach through your limo tint
I want my twenty percent
This is dedicated to the people that too soon
I I'll stop shootin' you niggaz and shoot for the moon

Motherfuckers turn respect on and off like a switch
I'll be seen, like Farrakhan fuckin' a white bitch
I won't flinch, dump I don't miss
X holdin' this, I'm losin faith or focus

So say what you gotta say, a holiday
We don't blow the roof, we blow the fuckin' spot away

Organize permission like, crime
Organized minds, they nickels and dimes
vocab, be organizing my rhymes
Organizing my and organizing my time, so turn it up

it up, turn it up
This is it, is it
We the shit, we the
Get it

Give a fuck, give a
Who you wit', who you
Turn it up, it up
Get it