Alec Baldwin - Soul Khan

You ask if I have a God Complex?

Let me tell you something

I am God

You’re fucking with the most confident

Yes I kill softly, blood spills off me

Check the pain I inflict like a convict

Listen, I’m not the man that you sadly mistake

For anything lesser than the freshest rapper to date

I’m on the highway to hell in this planet of apes

With a six six six on the vanity plates

To all of my adoring public, I have come here to state

It ain’t the candy, it’s the caddy engine under the paint

And these motherfuckers still wanna rumble with fate

I’m a bad son of a, wait, my mother’s a saint

Got selenas on my Aquafina,

fiending for a drop to beat the heat

I squeeze and pop between 'em

Leaning like I copped the pisa tower for some pocket pita

You know I’m off the meter

If time’s money, I’m lucky I got an ocarina

Daddy’s home from the catacombs

And he got a bag of bones of those that couldn’t leave a man alone

Kings die, you could have the throne

But if there’s beef, treat my penis like a saxophone

It’s a catch 22 being that funny dude

Cause you had 'em all ears till you spat something true

I kick the science of it like my man, honeydew

What’s the point of shining if they can’t bask under you

We bubbling,' cause we ain’t got another second to waste

They wondering, who in the heck would carve an «S» in his face

It’s troubling, how they be falling off like eczema flakes

Next millennium, I’m either gon' be dead or in space

An old soul similar to the man and the sea

So at the seances they all be channeling me

As I walk in the park where the cannibals breed

If I take a shot in the dark, the shadows’ll bleed

I got some Marlboro miles I’ve been waiting to spend

And a mind full of evil shit like Reagan’s depends

So double down if you placing your ends

On me cause my paper and pen are an ace and a ten