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(Down)(Down)(Down)(Down)Burn it down (Down), down, down, down(Down) down, down, down, downBurn it down (Down), down, down, down(Down) down, down, down, downYou build me up, you build me upTo watch me fall, and turn to dustIs this the place, I used to love?Can't take no more, I've had enoughSo burn it down, down, down, downDown, down, down, downBurn it down, down, down, downDown, down, down, downThey lift you up and preach youThen try to pull you down and beat youThey're no longer peacefulNever knew a buddy would become see-throughMake it up so high, they can't reach youThey just feel the wind beneath youCamaraderie's a plum oddity, with some modestyPeople abolish he who lovin' me never a dollar tree wantedBut they wanna demolish me, question markWhen they know I'm blessed at heartTry to test Tech when I poke at they chest and barkSongtexteGivin' my blood, sweat, tears and flesh in artBut they come in my circle and make a mess, then dartI 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 missionDismissin' got a brand new condition, I'm (balling now)Kill 'em in a really clever fashionYou build me up, you build me upTo watch me fall, and turn to dustIs this the place, I used to love?Can't take no more, I've had enoughSo burn it down, down, down, downDown, down, down, downBurn it down, down, down, downDown, down, down, downWhy would a good businessman sign a artistAnd he really believes he rhymes the hardestAnd spend a lot of money and time just to start itAnd you think he don't want you to make it sounds ret--Uh, Trav ain't the target, I ain't the puppetIf you got negativity boy, you better tuck itGivin' everything and they trippin', I had enoughIt took me a while for this menace and now, fuck itGive 'em a record deal, plus the CDsTake 'em all on tour to give 'em the upsPut 'em on my record, I do my verse and then I send it to themso I can give 'em the upsIn the long run, they ain't givin' a fuckSaid I ain't takin' care of my day onesIf I wasn't, they wouldn't wait to spray gunsMakin' the people think I'm wrong is way dumb, niggaNow I'm tired, hearing my empire's (falling down)But it's really the opposite, and I've got a clearSo many more Os, fake family, fake friends, and foes (crawling now)But Tech N9na's outta hereYou build me up, you build me upTo watch me fall, and turn to dustIs this the place, I used to love?Can't take no more, I've had enoughSo burn it down, down, down, downDown, down, down, downBurn it down, down, down, downDown, down, down, downIt's the reason, me and Trav never had to say "We're sorry" in this businessCause we believe if you stay righteous, you'll receive all your blessings Aus Songtexte Mania