Song Description

Strangers need to meet each other more often we would be surprised what happens.

Lyrics

1.5-So what the dealie all this social misanthrope,
Why can't we love each other, instead of jealousy-
Claming everybody soon leading to trickery-
To come up on this yes my scope does sees,
1-Top of the hill we got these bloody politicians-
And the judges and lawyers and soldiers and the rest of them,
They know from the stem of knowledge, blossom will come up-
Too much power will destruct, now the justice is corrupt,
4.5-Now the pain received intensifies that's what I get figure,
Young adult with liver problems baby bottle had liquor,
Tantrum fits are now quicker, the government kept me bitter,
My older sister watched the house in 7th grade with no sitter,
4.5-Hope my swing catch a winner, send my momz out to dinner,
The thinner thanking God in every day in hoping no sinner,
The jungle rock in the blender, you inhumans we hinder,
Squeeze the common scope the mic is dope the mic is my trigger,
4.5-Then a boom all a sudden, like conjunction, conjunction,
Deeply rooted in the jungle ghetto sticks and bricksssssss-
So put this in your pipe and smoke it,
Oh you rookie, heed caution man you should toke it,
4.5-At ease player taste life saver float like cosmonaut,
Enjoy the sky steady float away the pain forgot,
I see ice skating on top of a razor blade,
Then figure 8 so sweet, complete to beat the odds,
***1.5-You don't know me, I don't know you, so collide though,
Wild Child Watch Out sweet complete to beat the odds x 4***
1.5- I'm live inside difficult times,
I try to keep the focus spit the conscious rhyme,
With my family aside, provide support for my peopleeeeee-
I pray to God to steady by the day combat evil,
4.5-This dedication goes to all across the land,
To every invidual upon this Earth inhuman,
Celebrity when I be pushing sounds so def,
Since a kid all I wanted was to bust my breath,
4.5-Figures living stress hoping that these rhymes deliver,
Hidden scope from flesh like the liquor did the liverrrrr,
The ghettos, the levels, I shovel the trouble,
Ciphers the existence of the human life that bubbles,
4.5-The ghettos, I levels, I shovel the trouble,
Ciphers the existence of the human life that bubbles-
Live difficult times I put these down to page,
This cool cat kicking poetry to channel my rage,
1-You know you will survive these agonies of defeat,
Compositions my religion breathing to you I speak,
Our love to grow this execution hell not,
Smoke pot reclaim thought,
4-Looks like the people forgot love your neighborhood block-
Please give back when you can see this real talk,
I see ice skating on top of a razor blade,
Then figure eight so sweet complete to beat the odds,
***1.5-You don't know me, I don't know you so collide though,
Wild Child Watch Out sweet complete to beat the odds x 2***.