Gotham nights, I’m the shadow in the alley creeping,
Cape flappin’, mask tight, villains out here scheming.
Two-Face flipping coins, but I’m the one who’s winning,
Joker’s grin fades when the bat starts spinning.
I’m the vigilante with a vendetta in my veins,
Opps ducking low when I step into the game.
Cat Woman by my side, Harley’s laughin' insane,
Poison Ivy whispering, "They’ll remember your name."
Riddler scratching riddles, I’m the answer, no debating,
Penguin sliding, but his ice is always breaking.
Bane flexing muscles, but I’m breaking his chains,
Gotham’s mine now, I’m rearranging the lanes.
Black suit,red blood moon whip, vengeance in the dark,
My bars hit harder than a crowbar spark.
They think they run the city, but it’s mine to reclaim,
I’m Bruce Wayne with the pen, carving out my name.
Scarecrow’s gas, can’t phase my focus,
I see through illusions, leave 'em all hopeless.
Cat Woman purring, Harley’s wild with devotion,
Ivy planting seeds, my empire in motion.
I'm the dark knight, spittin' fire in the moonlight,
Riddler’s questions answered, no escape from my insight.
Catwoman ridin' shotgun, poison ivy on the side,
Harley Quinn in the back seat ready to sin, got the city on my stride crooked grin
Opps two-faced, switchin' sides with the breeze,
Mr. Freeze hearted, but I'm bringin' that heat.
Bane couldn’t break me, venom flowin' in my veins,
Scarecrow fears me, my vengeance leaves 'em stained.
Alfred told me, “Son, stay sharp with the pen,”
I’m the vigilante poet, bringin' justice again.
Got my squad biscuit vision in the Air agian, no jokers allowed,
Turn Gotham’s villains to dust, leave 'em lost in the crowd.
I'm the dark knight, spittin' fire in the moonlight,
Riddler’s questions answered, no escape from my insight.
Catwoman ridin' shotgun, poison ivy on the side,
Harley Quinn in the back seat ready to sin, got the city on my stride crooked grin
Opps play chess, but I’m three moves ahead,
Kingpin with an ink pen, king of the chess board leave the board painted red.
Bat signal in the sky, they callin' for the poet,
Every line a batarang, and they already know it.
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