Lugar Distante (part. Matuê)

Sometimes I smoke a joint, you know?
And a lot of ideas come, some even have a direction
But sometimes it has nothing to do with anything, man

Hey, hey, hey
Insane machinery, I'm getting high
Inside the white Camaro, I'll fly by (oo)
I'm packed and I'll only come back after the last hit

Hey, freestyle, distant place
Go, press record and light up the blunt
Let the sound hit the damn speaker
And your problems will be irrelevant (you have to feel the vibe)

I disconnected to go to a distant place
Away from this expanding negativity
See the Sun go down in the mangrove vegetation
Living life in style, lick me (I got too wet)
It's nothing for us, you want hash? We have
Extract? We have. Shrooms? We have too, we have
Whatever you feel like, just call me (just call me)
Money is no longer a concern for us
A dream in an instant, freestyle from a distant place

To make your head spin
To make your head spin
Make your head spin
Make your head spin, yeah