Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burn It Down, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Special Effects, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.05.2015
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Burn It Down |
You build me up, you build me up |
To watch me fall, and turn to 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 abolish he who lovin' me never idolatry wanted |
But they wanna demolish me, question mark |
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 (balling now) |
Kill 'em in a really clever fashion |
You build me up, you build me up |
To watch me fall, and turn to 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 |
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 (crawling now) |
But Tech Ninna’s outta here |
You build me up, you build me up |
To watch me fall, and turn to 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 |
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 |