Cowboy Bebop/Deadcat Interlude

Lyrics

[Part I: Cowboy Bebop] [Intro: KUZGUN] Oh, wait, fuck, I have to do a verse Uh, I am a dead cat Bounce, motherfucker Dabboli Bounce, fucknugget Tax benefits I got an actual verse coming soon though [Chorus: JC Assassin] I want that fragrance, I do in sessions I'm never playing, I do confessions I don't like staying, finna guessing Who I'm portraying, he a rap freshman Coming with the Cowboy Bebop She show her real colors like a peacock Niggas got me steamed like a teapot Coming with the Cowboy Bebop [Verse 1: JC Assassin] Anticipated suspicions of commissioning Some innovative conditions, keeping it interesting Your interest rate drop like overweight in an elevator Overpaid, stab like a shoulder blade, ask the legislature Flavored, it turn sketchy like insomniacs getting narcolepsy Shaking the Pepsi, lost my ways like epilepsy Unbreakable, my pull gravitational Sensational, my bullshit unavailable Your rhymes replaceable, case is incapable Erasable, untraceable, estate is inescapable Language all twisted with sixes, insufficient refunds Wicked, my suspicions put competition in reruns My kingdom, prolific thoughts of dangers, no wisdom Victims, sadistic horrific pictures of anger, the system Realistic exhibits, no landslide, you capsized Like Pi, when you swim with the cats, they baptized Less on promises, confess your problems to the prophets Process in your noggin, colossus will be your pockets Flow leave apostles unconscious, fuck a synopsis Box office top with no caution of other options My filmography flawless, freaking falls with philology Or philosophy, honestly been demolishing wannabes Astronomy, my architecture a lecture Detectors of my spectre, a bloody rhyme collector [Chorus: JC Assassin] I want that fragrance, I do in sessions I'm never playing, I do confessions I don't like staying, finna guessing Who I'm portraying, he a rap freshman Coming with the Cowboy Bebop She show her real colors like a peacock Niggas got me steamed like a teapot Coming with the Cowboy Bebop [Verse 2: Gamemast15r] Honesty is a virtue, I don't wanna hurt you I just got anger issues, I admit I don't deserve you That's just me, nowadays, I take life slow like I'm a turtle Life is like a closed fist that'll probably leave you purple List of things I'd rather do then leave you restricted, I'm not a curfew I'd rather be rollin' down the window, smokin' on some indo Watchin' the smoke drift as the wind blows Usually a loner but I always got the back of my kinfolk Fuck with them, I retaliate violently I always remain silent, even if they break down the lies in me I remain responsible for my actions You gonna need an optical illusion to knock me off my axis Especially volatile, I try to make sense so you don't need no captions Build the tools to success like I'm a medieval blacksmith I crash parties like I crash whips, you motherfuckers can't back shit The amount of real within yourself is less than a fraction [Chorus: JC Assassin] I want that fragrance, I do in sessions I'm never playing, I do confessions I don't like staying, finna guessing Who I'm portraying, he a rap freshman Coming with the Cowboy Bebop She show her real colors like a peacock Niggas got me steamed like a teapot Coming with the Cowboy Bebop [Verse 3: KUZGUN] I put in work, that's why our bitches looking like Rihanna Dead presidents with the panda paint, like Desiigner My crew tight and you can't get in like young vagina I'm smoking mo' ses, so niggas see a Red Sea like piranha My verses is ballin', and I keep the heat like I'm King James These pussies claim they animals, I might have a mink made This shit 'bout to blow and get bills coming, like Monica I trump you all, you cannot see me like swastika I used to move E, so I stick to the script, fill most of you actors with clips like a director Check this, I'm left with niggas that rap about their necklace, they get left neckless [Outro: KUZGUN] Uh, you like that? Let the beat breathe Let that bitch breathe [Part II: Deadcat Interlude] [Skit: JC Assassin & Faye Valentine] I don't even think they're ready right now. Cause we're not playing this time. Trust me, they're ready I don't believe you, you tripping, Faye! I have to go now, but trust me, they are ready. They're waiting