The burial song, the burial The song, the burial song The burial song, the song The burial song, the song The song
some of us, have been poisoned Many of us, have been And through, the worst we all, as people go through
Every blessing, that we are, blessed to Are blessings, that us With what makes us, capable of And makes us, more powerful, when we go through, the worst Everything and every Gets dealt with accordingly, my words
See I remember, on the album You know when, there was only years left It was said, "That there was no time To take for granted" we are now, face to face, with death any given time? There's only, one left motherfuckers, 1999 The dawn, of the new
I though, sometimes it takes time And hands on extreme experience To realize how much it is To prepare for the worst, by all It will be better to be safe, than to be sorry
So as we approach, the year 2000 Behold, it might have in store for us people There have many indications, of changes will occur, that has already occurred That were not, and not be setup, to our benefit, as people But in order for us, to continue to build, we destroy And unfortunately in the of us, will be liable candidates Of destroyed
But in the bigger scheme of things, we defend What we all collectively, with, as the truth And what is right, to all my live soldiers And all my live
who may not survive, the turning point May you forever, rest As you are delivered, back to the So I this burial song, to all of you
To my of the most fit for real niggas And no doubt Continue to get what's yours, from out fucker Before time run out
And my the force, of forever, rest with y'all My live motherfuckers, to all my See you in the next thousand period Allah all y'all
Flipmode, to bounce Like a in orbit all you motherfuckers at every angle The imperial, the universal, flipmode squad tuned, see y'all motherfuckers, January 1st 2000
The song, the burial song The burial song, the song The song, the burial song The burial song, the song The song, the burial song
From Heaven, our gracious Heaven, our gracious King