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Can God forgive us? For what we've, uh, done to this world? This time we left the pedestals empty like Bamiyan Fitted the Bentley with the car bomb, bend the knee Rep the team, Iwo Jima, Christ the redeemer, more life Mike outside the arena, the Rucker, Jimmy and Cam running out they sneakers C Gutta, LaLiga, Willie Mays wind at his back Frozen and freezin', project shadows deepen Rusted home plate plaque Lock the meteorite in a black box R.I.P. murals but also, fuck the opps Dead men tower over city blocks, I built a church atop The synagogue where you built your mosque Dead men side-steppin' the morgue, pitchforks Gas reek from the torch, mummify, eyes peep like a pit boss Rayful Edmond III when they need another Ricky Ross Mandela smilin' forever, what's clever? Joseph Stalin stylin' on 'em, who better? King Crimson out the guillotine, you must not got the newsletter It's a new day, man has no property in man, the dead have no say From Letras Mania