Songtext zu 'Best Freestyle Ever' von Kristoff krane

I was thinking, because minneapolis is super, super freestyle
More than in many other places
If I could stay like three things to focus on freestyle
I just need people who are really
Okay (weed) okay, marijuana, of course
Last night someone was like buceta! I was like
Yes man! I always rap about the pussy alone in my car
Sticker and descartes
It is descartes the guy who came
With how the mind and separation of the body?
Ok, I'm not that good with philosophy um, alright, well, here we go
I want, uh, thank you in advance for being here tonight, thank you guys!

Because you're part of my mind, part of my body, part of my column
Like bumper sticker I do not believe in Jesus
But I believe in the puzzle in the pieces, I believe in the pressure that releases
I believe in all the pie pieces we like to eat, but I believe that
If it does not enter the mind, then how can we not understand what is defined
Unless we look at our body as part of the mind, and re-align this redefined realignment
I'm only here to climb a vine, I'm only here to understand that time is just an illusion
Part of something there, like the pollutant splodin in the air
And if I can not get together so I'll be in the back of the board as plack!
Like the plaque that is building on my teeth, I can not see it, so I need relief
And that's the only way I can get it, I can go and I can try to believe in a religion
Or I can sit in a sauna, I can go home and smoke dead marijuana dead to the bone
And that's one way you can cope with stress
But I hope you know that I'm a broken mess
And whenever I try to escape from it, I feel that my brain is so numb and
This self-destruction is the only way we can understand that we are all inter-imprisoned
And when I say it all, I really mean it because you are the leaves of the tree that I see
And I am the seed of the tree that it was, and I am the meaning that we were numb
And I was before and so were you and that's the reason that the sky is always blue
On a gray day, I can look at the freight train, I can see all the train tracks
If I look back and the way my brain reacts I can fix it and I can behave
Believe me, and you can try turning a queen, I'm a flippin 'king, you know what I mean

We are all so dignified, but we forget it
I mean, I try to talk about it, but I usually slip and move my mouth
Instead of sitting quietly, looking at a flower and trying not to define it
And realize that I can always smell the violet, and I can go home and listen to the violin
In the window I try to jump, I see my impulse and I know I'm about love
I'm about hate, but I admit it, so I'm no longer the man from the prison behind the prison
I miss the bar, staring at the stars trying to understand what the fuck we are
We call it earth, but since birth all I knew was joy and pain
Like a boy who was drug through the dirt, and I do not know what you know
But I'm happy to be here and everything is pseudo, but it's so real when we all connect
And realize that all we have to do is cut the neck
And reconnect with someone on the stage
Trying to express something since they were a young age, this is developed now
So, I'm glad to be here, because no-one laughing at me is clear, or it's cloudy
It really does not matter, I'm not here to judge, I'm putting it on the plate
Descartes, marijuana and all the sticker
Put everything together and we can be released
Yeah, the only answer I know, and if, we let the cancer we can grow, and that
It's the best screw show I've played in about six months, so let's blow
And let's bleed in the snow, let's believe in the sunlight see grow
Everyone has a good night, I hope no one gets in a fight, right?