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Who Killed the MC?

Who killed the MC? There he lay, splayed on the street Chalk outlined mic and fist A broken clock reads four past nine Tatters of a golden thread left at the scene Who gained from his silence? Streets alive with revelation Anarchic fire in the air They’re coming for us with their rhymes Gentlemen this isn’t what we had in mind What will happen now he’s dead? Yacht-and-champagne fantasies Cheap factory beats repeat repeat A few mad prophets rise and fade Suburbia falls back to sleep Who killed the MC? A hot tub forged conspiracy June 23, 2025

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