Basketball on Bike 😳 - Incredible trickshots you MUST see

Hey guys! Today I'm playing basketball on my artistic bike. You can't imagine? Watch the video! It all seems so far. The sky is sunny but the clouds are running in my head. And maybe I would rap hard instead. My eyesight's checked. I can't listen while I'm wishing, staring at the stars. It all seems so far. I'm getting older and we feel a little colder. The world get us to trip all over. But there is more to prove. These mountains they can move. Sit tight, buckle up, we're about to hit our groove. I'm closing chapters, looking backwards and I'm making sense. I'm interested in all that flourishes from ignorance. Nothing in my way now, except for my own ears. The world is spinning and I'm dizzy staring at the stars. It all seems so far. I'm getting older and we feel a little colder. The world get us to trip all over. But there is more to prove. These mountains they can move. Sit tight, buckle up, we're about to hit our groove. I'm getting older and we feel a little colder. The world get us to trip all over. But there is more to prove. These mountains they can move. Sit tight, buckle up, we're about to hit our groove. It's hard to know what is real, gotta follow what you feel. Running out of gold but I have a pocket full of zeal. We keep the motor humming, doesn't matter what you steal. Just a couple music chefs trying to cook our next meal. Playing on these bars, a little stranger than Mars. And accumulating scars, driving hours in the car. The future is ours, I can tell by the stars. They don't seem so far. It's hard to know what is real, gotta follow what you feel. Running out of gold but I have a pocket full of zeal. We keep the motor humming, doesn't matter what you steal. Just a couple music chefs trying to cook our next meal. Playing on these bars, a little stranger than Mars. And accumulating scars, driving hours in the car. The future is ours, they don't seem so far. It's hard to know what is real, gotta follow what you feel. Running out of gold but I have a pocket full of zeal. We keep the motor humming, doesn't matter what you steal. Just a couple music chefs trying to cook our next meal. Playing on these bars, a little stranger than Mars. And accumulating scars, driving hours in the car. The future is ours, they don't seem so far. It's hard to know what is real, gotta follow what you feel. Running out of gold but I have a pocket full of zeal. We keep the motor humming, doesn't matter what you steal. Thanks for watching this video. I hope you like it. If you don't want to miss any new video, then subscribe to my channel here. Also thanks to the MHP Riesen for this beautiful location.