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Is Your God A Dog

Crosstown traffic black to black you shoulda seen her

Long and winding road to the arena

Crystal ball I prophesized what was on the horizon

And forewarned y'all is it any wonder

What kind of ground you goin' under?

A September ender to March madness, remember?You never heard a murder take it for example

Unsolved mystery life lost in a funk sample

Enter the bandwagons braggin' hangin' banners

Clearin' the way for younger MCs and new Hammers

What was criticized six years back is now back

With New York on the Jersey Front and back

Feel like Tiger Woods got mad goodsWay up from the cheap seats comin' outta the hood

Race to the black seats amongst the wack seats

Be the hardcore alongside the deadbeats

The world lookin' on like spectators at crucified gladiators

And playing hate like alligators

Feels like a jungle inside where fish swim and birds fly

Man got a tendency to die, man falls to the hands of man

But damn if I'll ever try to survive at courtside

Four tickets to fly rap or play ball do the game

Or duck the drive byIdols in the sky, look at how they die

Right before your eyes, realise

Is your Lord a God ?

Or is your God a dog?

Idols in the sky,look at how they die

Right before your eyes, realise

Is your Lord a God ?

Or is your God a dog?Same league that defends be the same ones that do us in

Spys, C.I.A , F.B.I and them suites up in that corporate sky

Eye for an eye the target is the bad guy

Heard the war is on from the announcin'

Bound to get the crowd bouncin'

Yes and it counts and in this corner representin' the

Best in the west, died from four bullets two in the chestWorshipped on the other side off TV sets

Had mad fans comin' outta both sex

Sold, multi platinum eight times gold

But died of homicide twenty five years old

Heard he died in debt too I ain't seen a winner yet, you?

The confused crowd booed the whole crewIn that corner number one in the east

The peace cursed for life by the mark of the beast

Raised by peeps rode jeeps deep in Brooklyn beats

Praised as a hero who came up off the streets

The crowd looks on claimin' sides they don't own

A house built up on their skulls and them bones

Knew it be a matter of time the play by play

Two main rappers slain so let us prayIdols in the sky,look at how they die

Right before your eyes, realise

Is your Lord a God ?

Or is your God a dog?

Idols in the sky,look at how they die

Right before your eyes, realise

Is your Lord a God ?

Or is your God a dog?With all the gunnin' crowd goin' crazy

Gettin' bigger proud to be called a bunch of bitches and niggas

The ghetto, stage fulla field nigga goals

Hip hop shootouts verses those house negros

Five bodies got on the shot clock runnin' down in the count

Made the scoreboard rock the referees the L.A.P.D

The L.V.P.D said they couldn't catch what they could not seeQuestion, was it bigger than the names?

Not only in the game?

But the game behind the game

Down to the remaining seconds of this record

Anatomy of a murder, intensity of a mystery

Dead and gone as the heads looked on helpless

As the atmosphere was preyed on investigating

And the winners be Interscope, UNI , Arista, BMG

Lost in overtime the tombstone trophies for the people that cried

And the rhymes that died, the beats that deceased

May the best rest in peaceIdols in the sky,look at how they die

Right before your eyes, realise

Is your Lord a God ?

Or is your God a dog?

Idols in the sky,look at how they die

Right before your eyes, realise

Is your Lord a God ?

Or is your God a dog?

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