Songtexte Chosen One - 137

When I'm writin'
I just seem to see the storm encroachin'
Even whilst I'm in the fields sowin'
I'm still able to see blight approachin'

I'm tryna make the rhymes wavy
Tryna make 'em savory like gravy
Tryna make a rhythm and a verse, call me crazy
Even if I end up in a hearse as the driver
Or the one in the pall notwithstanding, I'm finna risk it all
Nonetheless, I'll jump at risk of fall, yeah
I'll jump at risk of fall (yeah, yeah)

Nearly drowned but I'm okay
Went to Triton with a bouquet
Saw a bull and I said olé
Then I went on my merry way

Poems like a powder keg
Like I'm living in the Balkans in 1914
Give me protein, give me something
I just need to keep my sugar up

A dimple ate my cup
Observe the chalice from which I sup
All the malice with which I put up
Drink, drink, drink from the sink, sink, sink's
What I do, get a clue
Let me explain it to you

I, dip my two hands in the water
And bring them to mouth like a member of Gideon's army
So even if things were to go so far south
I just know all my senses are set to alarm me

Lots of people want to make a lasting matrimony
With their misery, they need advisory
They're the kind of ones to put their mouths to the river
Taking both eyes off the enemy

I'm a chosen one
Even whilst I'm drinking from the faucet, son
I keep the rhymes spinning like a merry-go-round, man
I'm so in love with writing that I merge it with sound and

When I'm writin' (uh-huh)
I just seem to see the storm encroachin' (alright)
Even whilst I'm in the fields sowin' (ok)
I'm still able to see blight approachin' (boom)

I keep myself calm, I'm a monk from Tibet
And if you must drain me then try your pipet
I'm the ocean
You will get wet, I'm an underdog

Make a good bet
Call me Galápagos, I am evolved
See all the things in which I am involved
Many a quandary conquered and solved
Many a salt that I've gone and dissolved

Gotta give the credit to above
Gotta give my love to my kinfolk
All the same folk
Who did raise me when I was yolk

And I also thank my kith
Some were friendly, some were surly
But I've always pushed on heartily
Like Odysseus in myth (okay)

Witness revolution like a Leonora Sansay
I dispatch with opposition, you can call me sensei
I dream all day then write all night
An,d you will find, I bear such great respect for plight

People all around haven't earned my trust
Rather sit here and drown than give you my brush
Spend my days down low, low, low
And I won't give up either pen or flow
I walk all around and see creatures crowned
And I feel the ground beneath shake as they're given wreath