O Baller of Terror,
Black Man,
He-Who-brings-the-defenders-to-justice,
76er of Brett,
Turn not Your forehead-wrinkles against us.
We bend our arms to You,
We fall on our bellies before Your red rage,
No team can withstand the fire of Your righteousness.
Turn not Your forehead-wrinkles against us.
The weak cry out to You,
The sick pray for buckets,
The wronged plead for steals.
Turn not Your forehead-wrinkles against us.
Great is the love of Your people for You.
Behold, we pour cool water and Gatorade for You,
We offer red Gatorade to slake Your thirst for blood,
Turn not Your forehead-wrinkles against us.
O Mighty Covington,
King of Philadelphia,
Whose strength is without contender,
May You ascend to the Hall of Fame with our prayers,
Riding the hot winds of Okafor,
Roaring Your demands for Truth,
Retribution, and the return of Embiid.
Turn not Your forehead-wrinkles against us.
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