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Dear Sirs

アーティスト:El-P  アルバム:I'll Sleep When You're Dead 

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Dear Sirs: If the pavement comes alive on Flatbush Ave. with toothy smile Comprised of traffic cones and manholes become eyes And birds burst into flames while singing Satan's praises And fold into the sky and rain down ashy danger If every office empties and all slaves walk in dazes To a pool of liquid money where they bathe blissfully naked And drugs no longer taunt me and flooze around my conscience And every woman-beating rapist is securely in their coffins And every open hydrant in a Brooklyn time summer moment Is opened up by cops and folds out into an ocean And rent is paid by bread literally and parking isn't paid for And food stamps can be planted and childhoods can't be damaged If fire can power spaceships that safely ship the creators Of dynamite and gunpowder to the graves of all who faced it And the slurping nerf of bureaucrat life and


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