[Verse 1: Sapient]
When I go, give me some Terracotta Soldiers
And a gigantic tomb
Then tell stories about me like I'm Daniel Boone
No, that ain't the right answer, bystanders move!
‘Cause this ain't the Seventeen-hundreds
We swim in the mainstream but eclectically hunger
Till the break of dawn I'll be hated on
By marks, tricks, chumps and especially busters
‘Cause I don't appeal to the common man
But on the real they still on my nads
Put you on a milk box if you still talk that trash
And act like there ain't nothing real wrong with that
So why you wanna hate on my shit?
That's like hating on a fade-away swish
And just ‘cause the bass-line ain't made of 808 kicks
Doesn't mean this muh'fucka won't bang in the mix
[Chorus: Sapient]
We're gonna burn down your house
And nail the doors shut, so you can't bounce
Looking like a dead man…
We're gonna burn down your house
And nail the doors shut
So you can't get out, try to walk that shit off…
[Verse 2: Illmaculate]
If it's a battle, you won't win it; my talent is no gimmick
I'm clowning them hoe critics that doubt that I'm dope wit' it
Surrounded by cold spitters and cats that are threatenin'
Go figure, this is natural selection
Feel me, it's evolution through rhyme
The revolution will start
The weapon shootin' at this music of mine
I must be foolish, ‘cause all I can do is
Be a better human movin' this music of mine
And open eyes up, no shut lids, I'm grown up
And I'm trying to stay productive, but so what?
Now I'll tell you what the hold up is
I could've had albums out that would've did me no justice
And no peace, see the streets thirst for me
I murder whole beats, it's an emergency
So don't speak on me, we won't beef
I'm known coast-to-coast and oversees certianly. Boo-Yah-Ka!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Sapient]
I try and let 'em know that I ain't going nowhere
We gonna burn down your house
Nail the doors shut, so you can't bounce
Looking like Heath Ledger
Hahaha, so gay… hey
I'm gonna burn down your house
I'm gonna burn down your…hehah
When I go, give me some Terracotta Soldiers
And a gigantic tomb
Then tell stories about me like I'm Daniel Boone
No, that ain't the right answer, bystanders move!
‘Cause this ain't the Seventeen-hundreds
We swim in the mainstream but eclectically hunger
Till the break of dawn I'll be hated on
By marks, tricks, chumps and especially busters
‘Cause I don't appeal to the common man
But on the real they still on my nads
Put you on a milk box if you still talk that trash
And act like there ain't nothing real wrong with that
So why you wanna hate on my shit?
That's like hating on a fade-away swish
And just ‘cause the bass-line ain't made of 808 kicks
Doesn't mean this muh'fucka won't bang in the mix
[Chorus: Sapient]
We're gonna burn down your house
And nail the doors shut, so you can't bounce
Looking like a dead man…
We're gonna burn down your house
And nail the doors shut
So you can't get out, try to walk that shit off…
[Verse 2: Illmaculate]
If it's a battle, you won't win it; my talent is no gimmick
I'm clowning them hoe critics that doubt that I'm dope wit' it
Surrounded by cold spitters and cats that are threatenin'
Go figure, this is natural selection
Feel me, it's evolution through rhyme
The revolution will start
The weapon shootin' at this music of mine
I must be foolish, ‘cause all I can do is
Be a better human movin' this music of mine
And open eyes up, no shut lids, I'm grown up
And I'm trying to stay productive, but so what?
Now I'll tell you what the hold up is
I could've had albums out that would've did me no justice
And no peace, see the streets thirst for me
I murder whole beats, it's an emergency
So don't speak on me, we won't beef
I'm known coast-to-coast and oversees certianly. Boo-Yah-Ka!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Sapient]
I try and let 'em know that I ain't going nowhere
We gonna burn down your house
Nail the doors shut, so you can't bounce
Looking like Heath Ledger
Hahaha, so gay… hey
I'm gonna burn down your house
I'm gonna burn down your…hehah
( Illmac )
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