False Gods

[Bomshot]
I talk to God he said Jus Allah ain't shit
You left Jedi Mind they wouldn't let you suck their dicks
You ain't from Philly, you just a wanna-be thug
When you came to Boston was the first time you did drugs
Swearing, acting tough on the mic, you're a fraud
You got ya lessons off the internet you fake ass God
Rap about drinking blood, that's a goddam lie
When you and Common had a fight
Why did you break down and cry?
It's fucked up is what you rap about, you believe is real
You need to call and tell ya mom exactly how you feel
How ya uncle raped you, in the park with that stranger
You only rap like that cuz you built up an anger
Don't think my boys won't run up ya house
And make the first gat you touch be my gun in ya mouth
White Nightmare, see what this cracker will do?
You fucking whitе boy, I'm blacker than you!
Show & Prove, you nevеr made it to the rally
Cuz the way you talk sound like you surfing in Cali
I been rapping before you ever saw the mic
So shove it up ya ass, you fucking sodomite
I tried to help ya, gave you food, clothing and shelter
The next time I see you I pull out and I'mma melt ya
So don't get on the mic and try rap all hard
Or I'll smash you like a statue fucking fake ass God

[Chorus]
False Gods, the truth has been debated
They can't create what they themselves been created
False Gods, before Prophet Adam
Produce something from nothing
You can't son, you're bluffing
False Gods, made of wool and silk from stone
Take heed to the words inscripted in these poems
False Gods, the truth has been debated
They can't create but they themselves have been created

[Bomshot]
Once lived a wicked man, name Nimrod
Everyone in Babylon he made them call him God
Said he can bring life and death
Had a son and killed his slave
Didn't come to think that he will be questioned in his grave
Came to the Prophet about this mystery God
You can't see 'em, so you know the shit is kinda hard
Said you wanna see my God? See the sun at its peak
But he squinted when he stared cuz his eyes was too weak
That small fraction to my God weighs light
But if you gathered all the suns and the stars at night
And put 'em in one great big bowl of light
Even that's compromised, my God is pure bright
He returned to his kingdom, arrogantly hostile
Allah sent the tiny mosquito inside his nostril
Complaining to his henchmen, how bad it itched
Ordered them to beat him over the head with a stick
He died that way, humiliated and disgraced
So-called God got a bug in his face
Couldn't protect himself from his destined fate
Shoulda summited his will and corrected his faith
False Gods!

[Chorus]