Outro - The Burial Song - Interlude #3

The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song
The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song
The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song

Though some of us have been poisoned

Many of us have been blessed

And through the worst shit
That we all as people go through
Every blessing that we are blessed to have
Are blessings that provide us with what makes us
Capable of withstanding
And makes us more powerful
When we go through the worst shit
Everything and every motherfucker
Gets dealt with accordingly, mark my word
See, I remember on The Coming album

You know, when there was only five years left
It was once said that there is no time to take time for granted

Well, we are now face-to-face with that very given time
There's only one year left, motherfuckers
1999, The dawn of the new millennium
I understand though, sometimes it takes time
And hands-on extreme hardship experience
To realize how much better it is
To prepare for the worst by all means

It will always be better to be safe than to be sorry

So as we finally approach the year 2000
Behold what it might have in store for us people
There have been many indications of changes
That will occur, that has already occurred
That were not and will not be set up to our benefit as people
But in order for us to continue to build, we must destroy
And unfortunately, in the process
Many of us will be liable candidates of being destroyed

But in the bigger scheme of things
We must defend what we all collectively identify with as the truth
And with what is right
To all my live soldiers and all my live women
Those who may not survive the turning point
May you forever rest peacefully
As you are delivered back to the essence
So I dedicate this burial song to all of you

To my survival of the most fit for real niggas and women, no doubt
Continue to get what's yours from out this fucker
For your time run out
And may the force of survival forever
Rest with y'all, my live motherfuckers

To all my survivalists, see you in the next thousand year period
Allah bless all y'all
Flipmode continue to bounce like a satellite in orbit
Seein' all you motherfuckers at every angle
The imperial, the universal, powerful Flipmode Squad
Stay tuned, see y'all motherfuckers January 1st, 2000

The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song
The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song
The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song
The burial song, the burial song, the burial song, the burial song

From Heaven, all praise to sing