Strangers

Anything he does, anything he loves My brother from another mother Sent from the above Anything he does, anything he loves My brother from another mother Sent from the above I tell it to you honest This is everything I wanted Been living in a house that was haunted Haunted by the fact that I wanna start performing Locked in a box here for years just recording Throwing all the knives from the Kitchen at my boredom Gotta cut the cake and I Ain't even got a portion Took a lot of time but I Chose not to force it Maybe that was wisdom or maybe That was horse shit all I know for sure is The world has it's forces Some of them are hideous Some of them are gorgeous Something like the smell of roses Mixed with rigor mortis But look into the bright side Past all the horrors Did it really take, for me to see the day Someone called it fate I guess to say the same How did I meet Sense Was something in the way Found the beats I needed But I never could've made This world is truly strange It only gets stranger The scenery is beautiful, I also sense danger Gotta make a living Just a writer chasing paper Try'na tell my story till I'm Facing with my maker This world is truly strange It only gets stranger The scenery is beautiful, I also sense danger Gotta make a living Just a writer chasing paper Try'na tell my story till I'm Facing with my maker Back when I was younger Thought it was so simple All I really needed was A couple instrumentals No pen, or no pencils Just something I could vent to I would spit for hours about The challenges I been through Mountains that I climbed and the Spirit that is in you And then the wind changed and the Way he would hitch you Days grew colder, got a lot older Tried to get high but I still feel sober Friends and my girl kept calling me a loner But what they didn't see was that I really was alone here Try'na make a plan, only got a couple grand Listing what I'm missing and I'm Checking what I have Stepping out the door like one Day I'll be back Hopping on a plane like I wonder about that Been around the world Already cut 6 continents Same pair of Vans slip-ons walked all of 'em Found SENSE floating on a boat in Holla land Ever since then been Building and acknowledging This world is truly strange It only gets stranger The scenery is beautiful, I also sense danger Gotta make a living Just a writer chasing paper Try'na tell my story till I'm Facing with my maker This world is truly strange It only gets stranger The scenery is beautiful, I also sense danger Gotta make a living Just a writer chasing paper Try'na tell my story till I'm Facing with my maker This world is truly strange It only gets stranger The scenery is beautiful, I also sense danger Gotta make a living Just a writer chasing paper Try'na tell my story till I'm Facing with my maker This world is truly strange It only gets stranger The scenery is beautiful, I also sense danger Gotta make a living Just a writer chasing paper Try'na tell my story till I'm Facing with my maker