Lugar Distante

Sometimes I smoke a joint, you know?
And a lot of ideas come, even with 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 ready, 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 soaked)
It's nothing for us, you want hash? We have it
Extract? We have it. Shrooms? We have them too, we have
Whatever you feel like, just call me (just call me)
Money ticking 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