Soul Khan - Stand Strang Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: sample of H. Jon Benjamin] "You know, after work, I'm gonna go home, cuddle with my loving wife and watch three to five hours of a critically-acclaimed drama, and then go to sleep." [Verse 1: Soul Khan] I seen god in a felon's hands As a guitar playing John Cougar Mellencamp When I asked, “What if I've done all that I ever can?” He just said, “Ooh, child, you're wrong as a weatherman” So come around playing for the spot I'm at? That's a f**ing downpayment on a bodybag ‘Stead of f**ing up the town wasted in my party hat I'm on a path to lay a foundation with the Wozniaks I know I lollygagged But on my cardiac I swear to y'all I'm back rushing On my Grant Gustin To craft something That doesn't Just vanish in a flash A cla**ic that'll last Longer than a pack of Balishag Mr. Rogers that, mission control The path I mentioned like a fraction of a minute ago? Well, you might see it shimmer and glow But not a brick of it's gold It's just a lot of people piss on that road C'mon, select a destination, if I land it That‘s yet another step I'm taking that they can't Aldrin I feel like a Van Alden in a Mueller's clothes Fooling folks into thinking that I ain't a damn problem But I'm somewhat of a rap shaman It'll take more than doors with blood of a lamb on ‘em ‘Cause this sh**'s tough As the punches of Jack Johnson Or a mother who can't promise her son that his dad wants him If I could made the hounds of hell sit In my House on Elm, then Who's been around since Bel Biv That'll go round for round for this crown I melted? Nobody like Alphonse Elric The game is to be sold, so I'mma tell it Relegate me to a role or ever label Soul a relic You've been smoking coke developed into potent Novoselic All your base are belong to me No appellate