[Apathy]
My secret identity, hidden from my friends and my enemies
The origin of power where I harness my energy
My fortress deep within the forest
Bones liquefy my skeleton and my body turns formless
Ma** men metamorph shapes and teleports
Leave a trail of corpses, attack with hella force
Meet me on the heliport, we going to Gotham
Shatter Batman's back with a bat to his spinal column
Cause I f**ed Vicki Vale without a condom
He caught us in the act now the memory haunts him
I'm the wickedest villain, spilling chemical on your children
That'll turn 'em reptilian inside a scientific building
I'm k**ing about a million little innocent civilians
And chilling spilling my secret location on top a hill and
Narrating this adventure like Stan Lee
I narrowly escaped, time to start up my plan B
[Scratch Hook]
"Thinking of a master plan"
"Lead you away from wack beats and rhymes"
[Interlude: From Sanford And Sons]
You are the lowest of the low. And the meanest of the mean. And the baddest of the bad