Gotham City

[Batman Theme] To the Batmobile - let's go! Atomic batteries to power, turbines to speed Roger, ready to move out [Verse 1: Kid Pharaoh] I'm like a, Bruce Wayne trying to revive Gotham City Rock me with me, and to all the villians trying to fuck with me Better hol' up man and listen here, bitch you better listen clear I ain't nothing to mess with, homie you better check this, look My only Robin is my pad of paper Mic is like my Alfred, they saying I'll fall off, I doubt it Ha, but this life man it ain't that simple I listen to the radio they sending me Bat-Signals Through generic bullshit that these niggas call music They foolish, stupid, but man they just gon' lose it Cause around here yo' we spitting from the heart Always in the Batcave just making pieces of art And I don't need no powers, just my voice and my flow Fuck super strength and flying, spit a bar and I blow I don't like you other superheroes with that flashy stuff I'm just here keeping it real with what I got keeping it rough And when I make it to the top all you bitches gon' be frontin' I'mma be up in that Bat Mobile just stuntin' like it's nothing Don't try to Riddle me homie with yo Two-Faced lies I don't take this shit lightly, look up in my fucking eyes Do it look like I'm kidding? hell nah I ain't no fool I'm the bus driver boy, cause I take yo ass to school Yeah, I'm the bus driver boy, cause I take yo ass to school All this pressure on my shoulders bout to drive me insane But sometimes it takes a fall to really know where you stand And I can never live up to all these expectations In my head my parents telling me to quit and stop playing And get on with yo' real life and stop this stupid shit You wasting your life messing around with all this music shit I can never make 'em happy, can never regain their trust But I'm sick of making people happy, I just don't give a fuck I'mma just live how I wanna live, do what I want Let nobody tell me how to live or what to live for Cause in my mind I got dreams that nobody understands But I'mma make 'em all reality, I know that I can I'mma keep working hard 'til I can't even stand 'til I'm at the very top, so you better stay tuned man See they telling me I can't, they saying I'll never make it Yeah but trust me bruh you'll see I'mma catch my break and take it I'm fighting to see these dreams come to life before I die I'm trying to mesmerize the whole world with this mic And I don't know what more this life has in store But if it tries to bring me down Man then I'mma fight more I ain't chasing a record deal Ain't no fame hungry dummy Independent in my room, bought the mic with Christmas money See, today we steady mobbin' through the streets of Sydney But tomorrow we'll be at the top, we got them big dreams Yeah, we got them big dreams