(Verse 1)I’m from the itty bitty Gotham CityDeep in the middy, sitting pretty by the MississippiHome of the gritty, litty, shitty and the hasadittyKeep it 100 way more than just 50/50The biggest gangs is the police, and the cardinal birdThe pot get stirred, and oppositions got a lot of nerveDemocracy’s a mocking word to the block and curbNo lot reserved, no doctors cure, if you’re not secureNo type of words can describe the sense of “not for sure”Stars on a trek, like what Doctor Spok enduredThe shell shocked remember spots when the thoughts were pureBut most their partners in a box, or either locked indoorsLocked in wars, protecting loved ones, hope you’re watching yoursHis dad died, so he grabbed the Glock, and dropped the choresHis momma crying so many tears that she could mop the floorsThey need a hero, so he rob the comics out the stores(Hook)I’m up to bat man, foreverLike Val KilmerNodody robbin me, Chris O’DonnellOr I’ll kill emI don’t kid man, like Nicole bishI’m no RiddlerBetter carry on like Jim hoI go get itI’m up to bat man, foreverI’m up to bat man, foreverFuck your baseball teamFuck your dreamsFuck your herosFuck your schemesAll that shit is make believeAnd this is separate(Verse 2)Off that bat, that cracking sound is known World renownedAfter that, it’s either a home-run, or they homeward boundOr on the ground ducking quick, ain’t no fucking roundThey bucking rounds, and if you catch one then they probably outIt’s funny how some lucky ones can live to walk it outAnd the not so lucky, can catch a strike, without acting foulAfter while, those acting wild, will get broken downStretched out on the shoulder, no AAA to help em outWhere’s Batman when you need em?Even the bat boy feels defeatedEven the stats can be misleadingSo even the numbers lie each seasonAn asterisk is neededFor everything that is deceivingThere's no justice in the leagueAnd there’s no justice in the precinctHe wanted to grow up to be a cop, or a shortstopBut all those dreams got cut short, stoppedSince the police kilt his homie, and the baseball fans support itHe’d rather run through Gotham City, keep your doors locked(Hook)I’m up to bat man, foreverLike Val KilmerNodody robbin me, Chris O’DonnellOr I’ll kill emI don’t kid man, like Nicole bishI’m no RiddlerBetter carry on like Jim hoI go get itI’m up to bat man, foreverI’m up to bat man, foreverFuck your baseball teamFuck your dreamsFuck your herosFuck your schemesAll that shit is make believeAnd this is separate
