The burial song, the song The burial song, the burial The burial song, the burial The burial song, the song The song
Though some of us, been poisoned of us, have been blessed And through, the worst we all, as people go through
Every blessing, that we are, blessed to Are blessings, provide us With what makes us, of withstanding And makes us, more powerful, when we go through, the worst Everything and motherfucker Gets dealt with accordingly, mark my
See I remember, on the album You know when, there was five years left It was once said, "That was no time To take for granted" Well we are now, face to face, with death any given only, one year left motherfuckers, 1999 The dawn, of the new
I understand though, it takes time And hands on extreme hardship To realize how much it is To prepare for the worst, by all It will always be better to be safe, to be sorry
So as we finally approach, the year Behold, what it might have in for us people There have been indications, of changes That occur, that has already occurred That were not, and will not be setup, to our benefit, as But in order for us, to continue to build, we must And in the process Many of us, be liable candidates Of being
But in the scheme of things, we must defend we all collectively, identify with, as the truth And what is right, to all my live soldiers And all my live
Those who may not survive, the 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 yours, from out this fucker Before your run out
And my the force, of forever, rest with y'all My live motherfuckers, to all my See you in the next thousand year Allah bless all
Flipmode, to bounce Like a in orbit Seein' all you at every angle The imperial, the universal, powerful squad tuned, see y'all motherfuckers, January 1st 2000
The song, the burial song The burial song, the burial The burial song, the song The song, the burial song The burial song, the song
Heaven, our gracious King From Heaven, our King