muze sikk - capitan lyrics
metaphysical
infinitesimal
instant gratification
feed me notifications
squirts of dopamine
flood my focus
as i elope mentally
with broken symmetry
invoke my lethargy and
mope relentlessly
cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
tap tap tap
and then we repeat
ya
jiggle the keys while i jump on my feet
dribble like i am asleep
this my purpose
my worthlessness is purposefully squeezed
dollar sign eyes all i want all i need
swag
i want the likes and i want the money
i will secrete until i am lovely
i will repeat until they love me
boo boo
swagger like i’m jagger
i’m the sh-t no cr-pper
my sh-t lit like clapper
this that morning after
so hot my sweat evapor
rated m for mature
stacks up to the rafters
like
b-tch you know what i’m after !
i don’t need no halo
b-tch i’m capiton
i don’t need to lay low
b-tch i’m capitan
i might write her off with no pencil
i might shoot a load with no pistol
weasel with the brawn
can’t trust as far as thrown
she bad to the bone
she might gimme knowledge while i sit upon my thrown
i don’t need no halo
b-tch i’m capiton
i don’t need to lay low
b-tch i’m capitan
i might write her off with no pencil
i might shoot a load with no pistol
swallow up my soul
caste me in the mold
shatter my postpone
make me go the distance just to wish that i was home
in a modic-m instant i refuse to let my nerve up
this minerva inter-mergence
fibrillates my virgin surplus
you got force fed d-ck
by the hand that kept you eating
now your mad this norg-y found the mountains peak while it was storming
f-cking right i earned your shade
here; i’ll catch it with my fade
knock em both in the hoop just to i win the f-cking game
and i bow for the applause
then i proceed to sign the janes
on the t-tties too fantastic for your frilly dilly daze
i go in like i don’t know yawll
(antisocial)
i don’t heed your roll call
(antisocial)
i don’t read your phone call
(antisocial)
i get to point like focal
(antisocial)
i sound like i’m committed
don’t give two f-cks what you say
i just got away murder
hope they look the other way
snapping on the track again like hot wheels while i’m asking how that soft feel in that mush mouth that’s no cosby
that’s your moxy
frack it
enamas for all these ninivas
purge the splurge of timid sputs
y’all nicks about to sink your ships
while muzer watched like cinemas
hook
attention best be paid to the looniest laborious
allegoric warrior
purporting forded joyous guts
gamble with your life
dice are loaded
i’m victorious
mesopotamian way i ornament euphoria
this is where the stand meets the emporium
your boring bruh
maybe you should buy your way to talent with your stories huh
maybe you should bury all your hatchets in my moria
lately i’ve been faking like i care about your pouring crud
caked in the corners of vicarious dolorians
i was doing rapping back before the game was gorged with b-tt
yall wacker than imagining fabricated exacerbated calluses
you don’t have a clue about where colonel mustards chalice is
all you wanna do is swoon on ballads made
for loons confused and galloping happily to theirs gallows
b-tch i’m iv to your poison
i don’t need your f-cking l!cks
take a follicle and duplicate my d-ck just for some hits
hook
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