Burn It Down

Lyrics

[Intro: Ryan Bradley] (Down) (Down) (Down) (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 [Chorus: Ryan Bradley] 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 [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] 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 plumb 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 out...) Kill 'em in a really clever fashion [Chorus: Ryan Bradley] 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 [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Why would a good businessman sign a artist And he really believes he rhymes the hardest 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 so 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 gotta clear So many more Os, fake family, fake friends, and foes (Crawling out...) But Tech N9na's outta here [Chorus: Ryan Bradley] 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 [Outro: Tech N9ne] 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