[Lyric] Crown Control (Debaser(of Sandpeople))

[Verse 1: Sapient]
Now it's time to earn your trust, all heads to the front
Gather 'round to watch me and Ethic do impressions of us
This is a standard, more than a petty jig
It's not me wastin' my lifetime, I don't think that they're getting it
When I grab mics on stage, I step down for display
A slash to my ego and a low price on my brain
I have to earn rank, performers are dime-a-dozen
But we spark earthquakes and everyone else doesn't
I know I have better luck than the little jestеr puppets
Tryin' to measure up to nothin' but a lump in sociеty's throat
For this I am forever lusting whether bussing dishes
Or playing the delinquent that plays the eloquent artist role
With songs that I make for the addicts to embrace
Now this is what we were dealt and the stage is our fate
The puppeteer pulls on my heart, but your arms raise
And if you didn't ask that question, inside my head it would stay, but

[Chorus]
You (you) ask (ask)
What does it take?
Gripping pens and dealing with that which frustrates
And you (you) ask (ask)
Not enough of me
Demand a higher standard, command your emcees
(x2)
[Verse 2: Ethic]
You, you, you are the reason performers
Are living comfortably, and you should expect more
Any energy you give, well we won't ignore it
Put your hands in the air and your voice in our chorus
Give us a motive for continued improvment
The blood is gettin' old and I'm here for the transfusion
So make room and meet the newcomer
I'm here for your amusement as long as you pay the cover
It's just another day in the life
When you gettin' paid to be on display with a mic
Yeah I bathe in the light and cherish every second
While you're in the position that should never get neglected
My thoughts are filled with just slangin' this album
Hopin' that the product can spark some word of mouth in
The city I grew up in, to the cities I touch when
I make the audience a major part of the production

[Chorus]
You (you) ask (ask)
What does it take?
Gripping pens and dealing with that which frustrates
And you (you) ask (ask)
Not enough of me
Demand a higher standard, command your emcees
(x2)
[Chorus]
You (you) ask (ask)
What (what) does it take?
You (you) ask (ask)
What (what) does it take?
You (you) ask (ask)
Not (not) enough of me
You (you) ask (ask)
Not (not) enough of me
(x2)

[Chorus]
You (you) ask (ask)
What does it take?
Gripping pens and dealing with that which frustrates
And you (you) ask (ask)
Not enough of me
Demand a higher standard, command your emcees
(x2)