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kaelar - muzzle lyrics

[intro]

[verse]
put a muzzle on my troubles, i don’t dig a struggle
i’m a lazy dude, it makes me do nothing it’s a hustle
pop a bubble like i pop your head with knowledge
progress, fondness of rubber b+ttons over zippers, listen
i’m nitpicking crumbles out of the puddle i tumbled in and i chuckle
roll a double, smoke it up and then go cuddle
with my girl or i play rumble, word to earl, i look up to
i get blunted in front of officer, i ain’t subtle
i hurdle over obstacles, eat popsicles, it’s logical
i’m kinda philosophical, but not a fond of thinking
contradiction in rap only true if my bars are in it
lost wanderer on earth, like i’m a ghost on a haunted mission
what the f+ck am i talking about, laughing out loud
mocking this is regular, it’s normal like molecular absorption
these bars struggling on, like a kid who doesn’t want to get aborted
i’m sort of crazy, bored of blazing, that’s a lie
fornication every night, bored of hatred, need a cure
corporations seeming pure, make no mistakes, evil’s obscure
coordinated step by step, moments investment and checks
are present, morals fading like strongly treasured memories
mostly composed by fantasy, you never really remember real
it’s fabricated, can’t you see? i’m only exposing reality
if you chose to close your ears, ignore what you know
then i’m not gonna be the one who f+cks that up, just be sure
that you ain’t lying to yourself
and by trying that in fact you have to accept
that your eyes and mind are most capable of deception
it’s interesting, yeah, i finally learned my lessons, now the next step
is expressing all these questions that are messing with my mind
it’s a blessing in disguise how i’m stress free on the mic
if you don’t get me it’s all right, but i ain’t a riddle, it’s really simple
i smoke heavy, i get high, study too little, chill with my skittles
write a rap, fap, nap, repeat, until i am old and wrinkled
ah sh+t, forgot how to spit raw sh+t so i’m pausing
wouldn’t say i’m flawless, but on that note i’m this close
to perfection of a concept, it’s ironic that my last hope is disco
fiction is causing friction up in my raps
we’ll see who gets the last laugh
samples in the back, addiction, is getting a real tight hold on me
hold on and see, ‘cuz honestly, i don’t know if i could break free
if i wanted to, but on the moon
the earth just looks like a rendezvous
common truth among stoners
what you gonna do?
it’s comical how a lot of gold decides if you die or don’t
on another note, the sun is cold, compared to my bars, i’m told
i let the words lead me, birds tweeting like this new age
absurd reaching for certain feeds, it’s just too crazy
first media to burst tears from the few they apply to
obsessed with likes and idols, creates rivals and cry babies
or am i crazy? is my sight tainted? polluted?
pursuing happiness outside the social eye?
violating what time is prescribing, fighting against shepherd
lectures from my mic, converting the sheep, hurt and defeat
by a merciless demon, disturbing the field
the appraisal of others is as fatal as it’s worthless, believe

- kaelar lyrics

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