Slow March to the Burial

Lyrics

[Intro] – His name is Brian. Along with sixteen other mentally ill children, he's on a bus trip to the zoo. Brian believes that somebody is following him – That truck, that truck's following us. Truck's following us. That truck's following us. That truck's following us! That guy back there is driving me crazy! [Verse 1: Ransom] Yeah, so many niggas get scared off A rare boss, I'm able to spare your life for a mere cost (Blatt) Smirnoff used so stains of blood can be smeared off A wild brute shatterin' ribcages with sheer force (Ha) Naked in the jungle, a fightin' bear, but the bear lost (Yeah) Skin' 'em for a fur, got a necklace made out of bear claws (Ah) Yеah, and they just prayin' it wear off Magic with a ballpoint, they don't gеt it, it's their loss (Hah) You ain't gotta fight with it (Nah) I spill the blood of Jesus and write with it (Yeah) Now every verse I utter got Christ in it (Woo) That's why I never liked critics (Never) They think I'm rappin', I breathe life in it (Gasp) 'Cause I'm not a rapper, I'm just nice with it (Yes) Born with a bad agenda Jersey and Philly, Duffle and Pazienza Dirty and gritty, crushin', you're badly injured You say you ain't fit for a coffin? Niggas'll gladly bend you Stuff 'em in a box and inform his son that his daddy's tender [Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] I got a mop that'll go through y'all Pistol grip pump, two guard and it's Joe Dumars I heard it was disciples, they bangin' over with two-fours And fifty-nine Nines and a bomb inside of a U-Haul I hit a lick on the fifth shipment The one that told on you your brother, it hit different You said it's mine, but it just isn't The G36 spun the block from the ignition Abu got the purple from the rasta The Sangiovese pair real perfect with the pasta The chopper out, every single bone'll get hit Empty the clip, clap you, I'm reloadin' the shit This a Rambo, homie, every throat'll get slit This is Columbine, modified soldiers and shit Samson and Apollonius Comparisons are odious Fuck out of here [Outro] – They're psychotic; schizophrenic. They suffer from organic brain damage. Some are hyperactive, some totally withdrawn, some are suicidal – I was trying to kill myself so I could be with my mother. That may be hard to understand, but I have an identity problem – When you started cutting at yourself, what was going on inside your head? – I just wanted to die to be with my mom. I didn't care about nobody in the world – Are you gonna stay alive or are you gonna die? – That's a tough question to answer 'cause I don't know