DEADIES!!!

I think this heater rock the key,
Unlocked the latch, be-bop's revenge,
These cats are just pretend,
My feet up on your love seat,
Insulting, blunted ducking hot takes,
The cool back, we stunting,
Just hunting disruptive tech,
Our good will rusting/

I'm seeing cap-a-lot Camelot, ama-teurs talking/
the king is not Author, his writing team appalling/
these niggas not protected, ill put that on my pauldrons/
they claim that they be balling, they homies name is Spalding/
They chatting to they self and faking jax inside the ball pit/
they playing with they food and puking putrid in my cauldron/
Our gallery of rogues is more formidable to spar with/
nobody know the darkness like the inseam on they kente cloth,
whole body cloaked in my ode to folks revered as senseis lost,
souls in my boat, jumper red like tethered unionized to tempt fate's cost/ the next tape raw, e-ver-y form from threaded cane to saw cleaver
chop sonic remedies up with some tempeh sauce/
rolling gas from Dende's plug then en-gage Slumlord Slug,
keeping a breastplate tucked, l bet they cough/
My friends stay course, my voice stay coarse, the plays take off,
the range stay far, entertain they scoffs/
Finger flick on Yusuke at the swap meet, if you slothy don't stop me,
we allow breaks not full stops, no soft in the step, but wool on my good socks, marching again, and march here again,
heady change make these days all feel the same but my focus get more sharp/
Glint on kusabimaru hint at what's impending/
Headless get ahead sending terror through the next cave's walls,
when it hit our fleet I bet they stop/

I think this heater rock the key,
Unlocked the latch, be-bop's revenge,
These cats are just pretend,
My feet up on your love seat,
Insulting, blunted ducking hot takes,
The cool back, we stunting,
Just hunting disruptive tech,
Our good will rusting/