Artist: Bronze Nazareth Album: The Great Migration Song: Poem Burial Ground Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: movie sample (Bronze Nazareth)] This is sacred land, my father's land (Yo, yo, yeah, yeah, yo.. yeah, yeah Yo, yeah-yeah-yeah.. yo) [Bronze Nazareth] My ratherness thought, savages taught, madness we brought Actions and hagglers assault, records match dastardly coughs Graphics evolve, flash the magic is brought You lack sight, muthafucka, your swords & masters is dull We grappling dough, evac' in shackles and cuffs Mathematical snuffs, madness is lust, I had to construct Actions involved, flashin' what's tucked, passin' his grimiest muck A butcher had struck, hackin' his surface and skulls Lackin' a purpose for rational reason, for swinging it hard My grandyears handwriting on walls, I send lightning through halls That strike like Wolverine claws Raps are bullets that soar, through cartelege of ya jaw Filaments, ligaments tore, that's how a Pillage is born I'm spillin' your soul, like wolves with the braids in the comb My halo is old, got it from grandad when he died Beagle sad eagle eyes, stay dark, as broke as street lights Deep as ocean sea life, need me like gambler's need dice Shambles and hoods with street bite, that's why I couldn't see right Once said this couldn't be life, it hits like three pipes I'm still ill as three sick slaves, dig emcees deepest grave Legs meet this amnesia shave, I bleed on pave Them sleep with waves, nigga, read each page [Interlude: movie sample] It rests on thirteen acres of Earth Over the very center of Hell He here is the first to offer, to the daring To look into the final madning space Between life, and death With sights and sounds far beyond anything you tested Avoid fainting... [Bronze Nazareth] My sinister stings, glammer like minister's rings Echo like singers who sings, in hills, and valleys of kings Alleys and gallery armed, Malory Gatling cold heart Trap you when powerline sparks, outdine and follow my heart Archery shower of darts, cowards with flowers depart Calculus algebra horror, falcon beak, arrowhead sharp Marriage your marrow in barks, stare at a mirror and crack it Carnage with targets and ratchets, suspense condense when I ham' it Like keeping arms in our jackets, our fondest verse like a harness The crowd's they know my informats, dying of thirst in the phantom Driving a hearse through your basement, my K-nicks just game in Feeding the bite for they say amen Peeling cotton and slaving, that's how the blaze feel Like bottles, my kiss of death might of got you Stocking my shelter with gospel, hot like lava on the bodies of models Why I'm an apostle, hospital cutthroat My God, who sent you, ask the MC from a new slope I'm boggling kinfolk, modeling bottling pinstrokes I'm well for your mental, your pour with chains of the limo Language is terminal, since urban sermons is burning you Lyrical seep through, brain angles from deep throats Chemical alchemy too, throw you from balcony stoopes Isin't he, too, sick, like that chronic fatigue Deeper than subtonic leaves, pull trees, it's Wu Free [Outro: movie sample] What happened was true The most brutal series of crimes in America This is just as real, just as close Just as terrifying as being there Even if one of them survives, what will be left? After you stop screaming, you'll start talking about it