Where’s the Bat

Detroit hip hop, aggressive rap, orchestral hip hop, satire

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"Yo... is this mic even on? Gotham’s lookin' like a dumpster fire and everyone’s just standin' there with marshmallows. Shady’s back... and he forgot his utility belt. Check it."

Yo, where’s the Bat when the black sky cracks and the fact is
The world is slippin’ through the fissures of this practice. 
Held hostage by a mind that’s miniscule and blind,
A senile king in a padded hall, leavin’ us behind.
He’s rockin’ Huggies and a crown, smilin’ like a clown,
While the stench of his decay is sinkin’ the whole town.
Yeah, the air’s thick, hard to breathe, hard to perceive,
The madness is the only legacy this joker’s gonna leave.

Don’t you glance at his eyes, don’t dare to stare,
Say "no" and you’re gone, vanished into thin air. 
Step out of line, disagree with the lies,
And that’s the moment your future—poof—dies.

He’s got his fingers on the buttons, eyes on the screen,
The most dangerous narcissist the world has ever seen.
He wants your soul, he wants your "yes" or he’ll bless 
Your house with a visit and leave a bloody mess
How’d this madman climb this high to the sky?
While we watch the Bat-Signal fade out and die!

The whole world watches, frozen in fear
While the end of the road is drawin’ deadly near.
To the clones who built his golden throne in the zone,
To the sheep who let this evil seed be sown and grown
Deep shame on you, you paved the way, day by day,
For the monster that Bruce (Who?) couldn’t even keep at bay.

You put him there!
You fed the beast! 
Look at the feast, the game is through, the sky is blue—no, it’s red!
The task of tossin’ him out... falls on YOU!

"Look, I’m a lyrical miracle, cynical, typical criminal, sub-liminal
The Batman is invisible, the situation is critical,
I’m hitting ‘em with a syllable,
The way he’s sitting on the pinnacle is strictly political!
He’s a narcissist, hard to miss, part of this dark abyss,
Give 'em a sharp assist, mark 'em off the list,
With a clenched fist, I’m the Bat-Signal in a thick mist
You’re following a leader who’s a bottom-feeder,
A soul-bleeder, a decree-reader, a non-believer,
I’m the speed-meter, the heat-seeker, the speaker-treater,
Leaving every single hater in the ether
He’s wearing the cape but he’s faking the shape,
There’s no escape from the videotape,
The city is raped, the landscape is draped in red tape,
While the Joker is laughing at the great ape
I’m supersonic, ironic, embryonic, bubonic,
With a Gin and Tonic, chronic
Gotham is chaotic and I’m the only one who’s honest!
SPLAT!
Did I hit 'em with a bat or a lyrical gat?
Doesn't matter where he's at,
Tell the Penguin to move over, I’m the new aristocrat!"

Get him out.
Wipe the stain.
Break the chains.
End the reign.

Yo, where is Batman... when you actually need him? Probably in the basement hidin' from this lyrical demon. Peace!

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"Yo... is this mic even on? Gotham’s lookin' like a dumpster fire and everyone’s just standin' there with marshmallows. Shady’s back... and he forgot his utility belt. Check it." Yo, where’s the Bat when the black sky cracks and the fact is The world is slippin’ through the fissures of this practice. Held hostage by a mind that’s miniscule and blind, A senile king in a padded hall, leavin’ us behind. He’s rockin’ Huggies and a crown, smilin’ like a clown, While the stench of his decay is sinkin’ the whole town. Yeah, the air’s thick, hard to breathe, hard to perceive, The madness is the only legacy this joker’s gonna leave. Don’t you glance at his eyes, don’t dare to stare, Say "no" and you’re gone, vanished into thin air. Step out of line, disagree with the lies, And that’s the moment your future—poof—dies. He’s got his fingers on the buttons, eyes on the screen, The most dangerous narcissist the world has ever seen. He wants your soul, he wants your "yes" or he’ll bless Your house with a visit and leave a bloody mess How’d this madman climb this high to the sky? While we watch the Bat-Signal fade out and die! The whole world watches, frozen in fear While the end of the road is drawin’ deadly near. To the clones who built his golden throne in the zone, To the sheep who let this evil seed be sown and grown Deep shame on you, you paved the way, day by day, For the monster that Bruce (Who?) couldn’t even keep at bay. You put him there! You fed the beast! Look at the feast, the game is through, the sky is blue—no, it’s red! The task of tossin’ him out... falls on YOU! "Look, I’m a lyrical miracle, cynical, typical criminal, sub-liminal The Batman is invisible, the situation is critical, I’m hitting ‘em with a syllable, The way he’s sitting on the pinnacle is strictly political! He’s a narcissist, hard to miss, part of this dark abyss, Give 'em a sharp assist, mark 'em off the list, With a clenched fist, I’m the Bat-Signal in a thick mist You’re following a leader who’s a bottom-feeder, A soul-bleeder, a decree-reader, a non-believer, I’m the speed-meter, the heat-seeker, the speaker-treater, Leaving every single hater in the ether He’s wearing the cape but he’s faking the shape, There’s no escape from the videotape, The city is raped, the landscape is draped in red tape, While the Joker is laughing at the great ape I’m supersonic, ironic, embryonic, bubonic, With a Gin and Tonic, chronic Gotham is chaotic and I’m the only one who’s honest! SPLAT! Did I hit 'em with a bat or a lyrical gat? Doesn't matter where he's at, Tell the Penguin to move over, I’m the new aristocrat!" Get him out. Wipe the stain. Break the chains. End the reign. Yo, where is Batman... when you actually need him? Probably in the basement hidin' from this lyrical demon. Peace!

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