Chances

I take my chances with wolves I take my chances with drought I dug a well with these words, my mouth is the spout Are dreams the language of the soul, if so make me fluent For school I was truant for alchemy I'm a student The difference between you and me is I do it I don't drink lean I'm a machine I drink coolant I spit steam in the booth, like a smoke stack polluting Bars highly concentrated you need to dilute em Paulo's Path pursued it, I'm a poet I'm a mutant I rock hard but fuck Ted Nugent, leave racists in ruins The flow is automatic thеy distract you with pateks Do you make music for shopping or classics like Thе Ecstatic? Nightmares we go to war with them in the dream auditorium Bring an urn, we turn shows to crematoriums I'm not a living legend I'm just living in the present The frankincense burned, the moon was a crescent I take my chance with this pen I take my chance with this ink I take my chance when I speak and tell you what I think I take my chance with these words that paint with my soul I take my chance on this path and surrender control I take my chance with this pen I take my chance with this ink I take my chance when I speak and tell you what I think I take my chance with these words that paint with my soul I take my chance on this path and surrender control I take my chance with these dreams, I take my chance with this mic He said what does it mean when you dream the same dream twice? She said it could be a trick or a sign of passion She said it could be destiny or another distraction He said what does that mean? She said go with your gut She said intuition is when alchemy erupts Thoughts like tectonic plates he made an earthquake A cemetery for souls? That's called a workplace He broke outta the cubicle and HR manuals Singing a synonym for shareholder is cannibal Is a skyscraper a temple for materialists? Jets fly over football games cuz we're imperialists? Rome worshiped death but the US does it best The country's a coliseum, even teachers wear vests I'm not a living legend I'm just living in the present The nag champa burned, Paulo's Path omnipresent I take my chance with this pen I take my chance with this ink I take my chance when I speak and tell you what I think I take my chance with these words that paint with my soul I take my chance on this path and surrender control I take my chance with this pen I take my chance with this ink I take my chance when I speak and tell you what I think I take my chance with these words that paint with my soul I take my chance on this path and surrender control