Robert Moses

"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 runnin' out they sneakers, C Gutta, LaLiga

Willie Mays wind at his back, frozen in friezes

Project shadows deepen, rusted home plate plaque

Locked 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

Mummified 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

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