Burn It Down (feat Ryan Bradley)

Tech N9ne

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    (Down)
    Burn it down (down), down, down, down
    (Down) down, down, down, down
    Burn it down (down), down, down, down
    (Down) down, down, down, down

    You build me up, you build me up
    To watch me fall, it's under dust
    Is this the place, I used to love?
    Can't take no more, I've had enough
    So burn it down, down, down, down
    Down, down, down, down
    Burn it down, down, down, down
    Down, down, down, down

    They lift you up and preach you
    Then try to pull you down and beat you
    They're no longer peaceful
    Never knew a buddy would become see-through
    Make it up so high, they can't reach you
    They just feel the wind beneath you
    Camaraderie's a plum oddity, with some modesty
    People apology, who lovin' me never a dollar tree wanted
    But they wanna demolish me, question mark

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    When they know I'm blessed at heart
    Try to test tech when I poke at they chest and bark
    Givin' my blood, sweat, tears and flesh in art
    But they come in my circle and make a mess, then dart
    I feel like they wishin' for me to be dissin'
    So they can be quick and then witness me (falling down)
    Gotta know that'll never happen, forever rappin'
    So burning it down is the mission
    Dismissin' got a brand new condition, I'm (falling down)
    Kill 'em in a really clever fashion

    Why would a good businessman sign a artist
    And he really believes he rhymes the hardest
    And spend a lot of money and time just to start it
    And you think he don't want you to make it sounds ret--
    Uh, trav ain't the target, I ain't the puppet
    If you got negativity boy, you better tuck it
    Givin' everything and they trippin', I had enough
    It, took me a while for this menace and now, fuck it
    Give 'em a record deal, plus the cds
    Take 'em all on tour to give 'em the ups

    Put 'em on my record, I do my verse
    And then I send it to them so I can give 'em the ups
    In the long run, they ain't givin' a fuck
    Said I ain't takin' care of my day ones
    If I wasn't, they wouldn't wait to spray guns
    Makin' the people think I'm wrong is way dumb, nigga
    Now I'm tired, hearing my empire's (falling down)

    But it's really the opposite, and I've got a clear
    So many more os, fake family, fake friends, and foes (falling down)
    But tech n9na's outta hear
    It's the reason, me and trav never
    Had to say "we're sorry" in this business
    Cause we believe if you stay righteous
    You'll receive all your blessings

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    Composición: Tech N9ne, Ryan B Greshock, Seven y Lance William Bennett

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