| 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 |