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B.A.S.S. (Bracelets, Armor, Sword and Shield) – inspired by Wonder Woman (2017)

Step to the mic
Sword and shield
The battle will not be fair
So never yield
Great power concealed
In twin bracelets
They never break
So there won’t be replacements
Can’t trust in men
We’ll stay safer here
Never let ’em in
That rule is very clear
Like our water
Keep the isle in order
A man washes up on the shore–
On our borders
Bringing news
Of a Great War
Mankind in danger
Like never before
Only the worthy can
Take the sword
Like Excalibur
One woman has the talent for it

Bracelets
Armor
Sword and Shield
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed
Waited
So long
Finally it’s real
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed

Sweep the leg
Like karate, kid
In slow motion
Drop you with a body kick
I stop bullets
With the flick of a wrist
Twice as good so that
No one else is questioning this
So raise your fists
It’s too late for mansplaining
And when the fight ends
It’s Wonder Woman remaining
Relentless
And every night I’m training
A warrior’s gift
Comes from pain that I’m gaining
Achieve mastery
Prevent all catastrophe
Gods in the heavens
And below still mad at me
I take haters
And I’m ready for more
All these keyboard warriors
Aren’t ready for war

Bracelets
Armor
Sword and Shield
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed
Waited
So long
Finally it’s real
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed

On June 2nd
I’ll provide the proof
So trust that what I do
Is not decided by you
Hanging my head
At how low they stoop
I disprove you fools
With the Lasso of Truth
Looking like I found
Fountains of youth
‘Cause I’m timeless
Haters realizing I’m finest
Walked away from
A century of horrors
School of Hard Knocks
I graduated with honors
And even scholars
Tell stories so fake
I would know–I was there
I spotted all the mistakes
Man made a world
Where we’re divided
When the foe arrives
They’ll find us united
Before that
It all starts with me
Wonder Woman leads the charge
To the victory
Shall we?

Bracelets
Armor
Sword and Shield
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed
Waited
So long
Finally it’s real
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed

The Battle

Most times it’s what
Life’s about
You get knocked down
Twenty rounds every bout
And the crowd
It can fill you with doubt
The pain so loud
It can feel like a shout
Raise your temperature
Break your intentions
Leave you seeing stars
Like a fifth dimension
Not to mention
The tossing and turning
Dreams so bad
Make you feel like you’re burning
And it’s sad
When you feel like you earned it
Mistakes can make you
Feel like you deserved it
And is it worth it?
So often I’ve heard that
When people hurt you
It’s natural to hurt back
But you need to
Defend from attack
Keep your guard up
Till it’s your time to act

On the ground
It can feel like a ten count
Throwing in the towel
Is not what you have been about
Can’t see
From the cuts in your eyes
And can’t flee
From all the suffering inside
Don’t know
What is real and what’s not
But don’t show
All of the fear that you’ve got
Go slow
When you’re taking your shot
Don’t roll
With all the fakes who forgot
When you lose
There’s not much to do
But you choose
If you want to quit from the bruise
When you fail
You let trials prevail
Nothing can avail you
If bumps derail you
Don’t go drinking
Instead start thinking
That if you go down
You’ll do it while you’re swinging

Any captain
Can sink with their ship
Life likes to happen
When we’re not equipped
Books can offer
A path or a tip
But applying your mind
Is the best kept gift
I never slip
From the sweat and the blood
We know how to quit
We learn not to give up
And it’s a battle, man
I won’t lie
People die when drawing up the battle plans
As for me
Not having it
There’s a peace after war
And peace is what I have to get
So will they sink me now?
Not happening
My mind is my fist
My sword, spear and javelin
And when the world’s unraveling
I take up the pen and pad
And keep battling
And while I’m not quite
Rapping yet
Life is a gift
And I’m not done wrapping it

Rap Double Feature: My World/Knightmare, Inspired by Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice

My World

 
From the sky came down
As an infant
Lived here thirty years
Without incident
Other than rumors
From a Smallville community
No one believed them
No one could prove it’s me
I lived like a drifter
Through the heartland
Saved people in need
When I saw them
Heard Canadian men
In a bar, there’s
Talk of an alien ship
Then I was gone there

Rest of the story goes
As it was told
I learned how to fly
And I rescued them all so
They built a statue
Of me and they hoped
That the next time trouble came
I’d save their souls
But there were still those
Who fell through the cracks
The mothers and fathers that
I can’t bring back
It was my fault
It’s just like I killed them
Called Zod here
And he made me a villain
So I can’t blame them
Because they blame me
I had to kill him
That decision changed me
I have to carry the guilt
Atop the world
As I look at the names
Of the orphaned little girls
People wondering why
I don’t smile much
Thousands of lives
That my actions have now touched
They don’t know what it’s like
To have to bear it
I’m learning that right
Doesn’t come without errors

Is there anything left
Worth fighting for?
Articles on football?
What am I writing for?
There’s a man like a bat
And he’s branding folks
And I don’t know what it is
That he’s planning for
I still believe in the hope
That I’m standing for
Underneath the mask
Is a man of war
He’s been around
Been a rumor for a long time
But somehow
He has gone to the wrong side
I confront him
He’s a jerk with a smirk
I could easily stun him
And end all his life’s work
But we’re not foes
He’s hurting, I know
He saw his parents killed
And it torments him so
Now he can hurt me
And put me at his mercy
Evil plans at others’ hands
So disturbing
I recall at his root
He is powerless
I must remind him
That evil is cowardice
That he became
Just like Joe Chill
When for no cause at all
He decided to kill

Red hair
And the looks of a goddess
She’s the one who understands
I can be honest
Tough as nails
On the trail of a story
Life by her side
It could never be boring
She can stand up to anyone
From a terror in the desert
To the heads at the Pentagon
A man of steel wouldn’t feel
But a third as strong
Without her in this world
I do not belong
I’m afraid I would burn it all down
If the day ever came
When my world’s not around
Now I realize that
She is my world
I would stop any fight
To go rescue my girl
So I don’t have to be afraid
Of a doomsday
Saving the world?
No, just another Tuesday

 

Knightmare

It’s a Knightmare
There’s a bright light there
This scenario would even make
Bat-Mite scared
There’s a city destroyed
Just ahead of me
The last Greek letter
Is the symbol of my enemy
Burned in the ground
Burning the town
Surrender now
Or head underground
I spot a big truck
Also see a big bus
Hoping the delivery man
Is someone we trust
He pulls up
There’s no sign of suspicion
Shows me a container
That looks in good condition
Then he opens it up
I look inside
It’s a battery and not Kryptonite
I’m surprised
He pulls a gun
As he apologizes
And my people are killed
Before I realize it

What have I done?
There’s a gun in my hands
Ever since that night
I know I can’t stand them
It’s so strange
I’m blowing folks away
Snapping necks, breaking limbs
And crushing brains
‘Cause I’m the last hope
For Earth’s salvation
Burn the rule book
And save the human race from
These evil aliens
What is this about?
One punch to my head
And I’m knocked out
I come to
Hung up next to two dudes
Sounds in the distance
Like a sonic boom
I see the soldiers
Taking one knee
And a god comes down
From the sky ‘cause he wants me
Heat from his eyes
Kills in mere seconds
He saves me for last
And I start to feel desperate
But I’m resolute
Nobody can rescue you
If I meet the end
Dad and Mom, I’m expecting you

He rips off the mask
Looks kind of mad
This is what it’s like
When aliens turn bad
He explains that I took
Someone from him
He murders me
It’s a done deal
I hear some shouting
And I see a bright lightning
A dude in red reaching for me
It’s frightening
He’s telling me
I was right to fear him
I don’t have a clue
I can barely hear him
He warns me,
“You have to find us, Bruce!”
And make friends again
Like I was trying to do
Was it a dream
Or a memory?
A warning from a future
Ruled by evil entities
We have to stand
And unite the league
Bring justice to any
Wanting fights with me

Vader’s Back

Killer of billions
Murderer of children
Ultimate man in black
Is back as villain
Thought they killed him
Saved by his children
Armored and robed
Doesn’t care for civilians
The Deathtroopers
Bringing death to you
Soon as you hear his breath
You go stupid
And you’re hoping
The choking is quick
Even half of his past crimes
Make you feel sick
So play dead
When he stands in the doorway
Hope he doesn’t point
The dark side in your way

Rebel scum
Vader’s back
Vader’s back
Vader’s back

They made errors
On technological terrors
Exhaust ports
Exceeded the cost for it
And it must have struck
Vader as an irony
Kyber and machine combined
Like what’s inside of me
I grip the mic
And it’s like midichlorians
Speak with the force
That leaves you on the floor again
Make you wish
You could step through the door again
Raise a hand and stop you
Give you fatal problems
If they don’t give up the resources
We rob them
That’s called nationalizing
When we resolve them
You are clear to proceed–
It’s free parking
Stand there and wait
For the Grand Moff Tarkin
And while your Rebel resolve
Might be hardened
I’ll make you dirt
And spread you in my garden
We will choose your homes
To make examples
Give you more firepower
Than you can handle
Make your planet light up
Like a candle
Then crush you all
In the Empire’s mandibles

Rebel scum
Vader’s back
Vader’s back
Vader’s back

I was raised with
The scum and the villainy
Life as a slave
Never gave me humility
I was so good
At building things
Till the moment I learned
I was better at killing things
Life is so much simpler
When you fix it–
Look at how cool I got
From molten liquid
You try to look at me
Differently
But just ’cause you know who I am
Don’t forget to be
Careful
About running your mouth
Or a red lightsaber
Might end up sticking out
The Death Star
Is the culmination
Of the Emperor’s plans
To subjugate the vagrants
Of my strengths
Among them isn’t patience
If I want it done and
You fail, then I break heads
You might think
It’s a waste of life
But it’s just motivation
So they can get it right
And I’ll be back–
A key strategic moment
Catch me inside
Once the theaters are open

Rebel scum
Vader’s back
Vader’s back
Vader’s back

Legend

Just like
The echoes of a legend
Reach forward
From the past to the present
Rise up to fight
Like the peasants
Take the road that’s right
But unpleasant
The struggle is a climb
That brings out the best in
You, and if
You need more proof, then
You could spend a lifetime
Searching for the truth and
Never find it
The scars that reminded
You of all the traps
So keep an open mind when
You take the next step
Hoping for the next breath
Bracing yourself for the news
Of the next death
Some things in life
You accept
And as for the others
You fight for what’s left
Stuck with low hopes
Wonder how the soul copes
Little kids focused on
Problems of the grown folks
Life’s a rumble
We race and we stumble
Reach for the sky
When our troubles make us humble
But never know fear
Hold onto hope here
Now is the time to
Rise and shine so clear

Trust in myths
But we denigrate the gifted
Didn’t pay attention
When the sands shifted
Time will solve and
Rob us of problems
All pay the cost
Of all the lost knowledge
Can we trust
In the future of us
Or live in disgust
Of all that we’re discussing?
Are we the villain
That’s killing the children?
Rather we’d give them
The pathway to wisdom
But ignorance
The disease that we pass on
Lives far beyond us
Even when we’re long gone
Multiplies in the brain
Like a virus
And keeps us enslaved
To the evils inside us
Makes me fear
For the world that survives us
Take a deep breath
And dive for the survivors
And to resist the sickness
Takes the brave
It’s the courage of a fist
That takes us to a grave
So dig two
For me and for you
One for the fallen
And one who didn’t help to
Grab the hand
Show a better plan
Love is the choice
That makes a better man

The map of life
Has pleasures and treasures
Trials where we might
Divine the true measure
Of ourselves
‘Cause we all have tells
Self-made purgatories
Keep us in jails
On top of that
I know we all have tales
Stories we repeated
Whenever we failed
Sacrificed
Though it didn’t feel right
Now we lost more light
And it keeps us up at night
But don’t sweat to death
Because the best is left
And you don’t have to accept
That what you get is less
You can fight for more
‘Cause what you’re fighting for
Is what this life is for
You have a right to more
And through the twists and turns
You have respect to earn
Why is that?
‘Cause the legend is present
We’re on a planet
That soars through the heavens
So don’t ever believe
That you’re irrelevant
Don’t go forgetting yourself
Be like an elephant
We’re the stone and the steel
Of the elements
The hope can be real
It’s a tale and we’re telling it
Every day
Is a new revelation
Hold to the way
Till we see the destination

Monday

Showing up to work
Like an abused kid–
Hungry and tired
And feeling kind of useless
Don’t care at all
But let’s do this
Oh wait, I can’t
I’m still kind of clueless
‘Cause I was waiting
For the bus, see
And a knee in my side’s
What I got from the bus seat
Not sure who to trust–we
Got cops on the side
Of the people killing us,
Oui?
What do I want to do?
Nothing
The boss walking by thinks
That I’m office stuffing
Got some pills from the doc
And I’m nauseated
Even when I eat
All I feel is a stomach aching
Memories coming back
From the past
Of a girl who rejected me
That made me sad
Back then, I guess
That made me mad
Made me write things that
I’d rather take back
Oh, no, I rhymed back twice
Seems about right
Now I’m lacking rhymes–nice
Don’t even know what Monday’s
Named after
Perhaps it’s the god of slavery
And captives

Oh, come on–
It’s not the crack of dawn
I think like an hour ago
Should’ve been gone
But I didn’t really
Sleep right
Well, at least the bed bugs
Managed to eat right
That’s the bane
Of the weeknight
And I envy the people
Lucky enough to sleep tight
I take the steamer
And I kill them
The bugs migrate
From the ceiling like pilgrims
Too many dishes in the sink
But I think
I just cleaned it out
A day ago or something
School hasn’t even
Started yet
So I haven’t even seen
The extent of how hard it gets
The bills are paid
And I’m near broke
When I see how fast
The cash goes, it’s a real joke
At least I haven’t been killed, though
I haven’t had time
To draw up my will, so
I don’t know who would get
All my stuff
But then, I don’t care
If I’m pushing flowers up
Hmm, maybe
That one was kind of morose
I’ve got food and shelter
And plenty of clothes
Even got a few
Television shows
Some still sitting in plastic
Kind of tragic
But I promise I won’t
Stay up laughing
It’s midnight again?
But how did that happen?

Dog tired
Can’t wait to retire
But after that afraid
I’m waiting to expire
Every day
Expecting to be fired
And for every new task
Another two required
Problem is
Can’t afford to get home
The fees for the bus, man
They crush like big loans
You go for broke
When you do the right thing
Holding onto hope
In these days is frightening
I take solace in my writing
But the words can’t fill
The hole there inside me
My wife says I’m about
Broken promises
Someone so small
With a void so bottomless
I could write up
A problem list
From the rent going up
To me asking if God exists
And if he’d even
Acknowledge it
I’m missing old friends
From the days of colleges
Wondering if the one
Passed me by
Added to the pile
With yet another lie
Fall into bed
Without even saying ‘good night’
Dreams in my head
With the echoes of a past life
Won’t be long
Till I hit the Snooze button
I think I hit it twice
But it always seems to do nothing
Don’t use no double negatives
On Monday
That would mean that two bad things
Happened in one day

Sick of It

Some people want to
Take the guns and bury them
Others want the right to
Walk around and carry them
I only wish that
The dead raised their voices
To cry out and get us
Up above all the noises
And make us give some thought
To our choices
And not let the evil
That lives in men destroy this
I’m getting sick of the pain
A little scared too
Many of the same type
Of things to compare to
From Orlando to Charleston
To Paris
And people still debating
Whether we should call ’em terrorists
When I read the replies
It’s embarrassing
If only the tears in our eyes
Could be medicine
How many more
Will be taken from us
Until we get to the point
We don’t know who to trust?
I’m at the point
Where I dive off the bus
‘Cause I don’t want to be
The one to die on the bus
If you just want to live
It takes guts
But we’ve got more to give
To get out of this rut
We can choose to
Keep our eyes shut
Or open them wide
Try to find hearts to touch

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

We can blame
What we want to blame
Say what we want to say
But in the end it’s all done today
You can blame their faith
Or blame the gunplay
Does it really matter?
It only ends in one way
Might be we’ll figure out
Someday
For now we still roam about
Just like a runaway
People screaming out
To bring death to me
But sitting there silent
On the train next to me
Was it worth it?
Just to have a destiny?
We could have been neighbors
They’re scraping up what’s left of me
You can’t expect
To reason with these people
True believers, mentally ill
Or just evil?
At this point we’ve had
Enough sequels
Any more and there won’t be
Enough people
I classify us
An endangered species
Experts at self-extinction
Deep beneath these
My mistake
We’re the Planet of the Apes
We’d rather blow it up
Than actually save the race

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

These lawmakers
Have armed protection
The rest of us don’t
So who’s there to protect us?
I would rather gather all guns
And burn ’em
Or make sure the people who hold them
Really earned ’em
Because the cat is out of the bag
I figure
We have to know people
Before they pull the trigger
Because a bullet is a
One-way trip
Another drink from the cup
That’s a one-way sip
The taste of blood
And it fills the lust of the media
Too many killers
In my encyclopedia
Used to be the person
We thought was bravest
Was the one who died
For our sakes to save us
But I don’t see a hint
Of a savior
All I see is all too human
Sick behavior
So you know what?
Just do me a favor
Stop killing people
And you can save your prayers
Or not
This is all that we’ve got
We got here
By means of the gun–have you forgotten?
You can stuff
Your ears up with cotton
Or offer up words
To your own private sovereign
But in the end
It doesn’t help to solve it
More dead people
And all the same problems

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

I had to write out
The pain and the anguish
Do you get it?
Do we speak the same language?
Or am I just
Another person to aim at?
Another life gone and
Not worth it to save that
War was given to us
Then we gave back
We blew up their home
And now they’re sending hate back
They can export it
Just like a virus
We have been weighed and measured
Before Cyrus
And we will hear
An avalanche of sirens
We will shed tears
And be buried by violence
And anyone who speaks out
Is silenced
War and the Grim Reaper
Have an alliance
And so in turn
We watch the world burn
But it was no accident
We carried the matches in
And in time
There will be no pardon
The universe cares not
If we engage in arson
So you want to go there?
Be my guest
I’ll pull up a chair
And watch what comes next
Consider this
My formal protest
In the hopes that we all
Learn some self-respect

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

Back to back
It’s police shootings
Protests and beef
Lootings
What in the world
Are people doing?
I can’t understand the pain
As it undermines my brain
As it’s all insane
And never changes
And you know the thing
That’s the strangest?
I feel like they’re pulling the strings
Just to enrage us
And what’s to stop them
From rolling up slow
And driving a robot bomb
Up to our homes?
I guess it’s war
And anything goes
I thought we were different
I was wrong, I suppose
I’m feeling sad for
The boys in blue
And I’m mad that a father
Won’t see his kids grow, too
The fact is
What’s new about suffering?
People killing people
Every day like nothing?
Out here the streets are real
There’s no bluffing
Beat you in the face
Till you’re showing all your stuffing
And starvation still
In all nations
Walls being built
Out of fear of immigration
And vile hatred
From gods and from men
No hesitation
‘Bout killing off your kindred
Well instead
Of crossing off the been dead
I wish that
We’d call up what has been said
Those who take the sword
Will perish by it
And we can’t afford
To have our cherished dying
But in the end
My pen will do my crying
Hold onto hope
But can’t from lack of trying
I could say I believe
But I’d be lying
Nothing here for me
But sadness and sighing

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

Merchandising (BB-8 parody of Notorious B.I.G.’s ‘Hypnotize’)

I make volleyballs cry
‘Cause nobody wants to buy them
Me–I’m like iTunes is
To CDs
I put the First Order
In the hot water
Add a little oil
Then their goose is boiled
To Sphero and Target
I’m a hero
Got Artoo out of a coma
With my zeroes
And ones–binary
Like my funds
You pay double price
For my movies and my merchandise
My face could be
On bags of rice
People still lining up
With their pay to buy them
Even cats with plush toys
They like ’em
Ladies always want me
Rolling right beside them
Got maps
That weren’t found by Google
Even Five Below
Has got me if you’re frugal
Everybody knows
How I’m rolling
My slogan: With me
Every door is opened
Common in your household
More than the cold
Precious like gold
To the young and the old
More famous than the ball
That made Hanks cry
Making people rethink
Everything they buy
No surprise
Rolling through lows and highs
Coming with your Cheerios
Nuggets and your fries

BB BB BB-8
Can’t you see?
You’re so perfect for
Our merchandising
Worth sixty portions
Every day
That’s why Leader Snoke
Is so afraid

I went to Takodana
Instead of McDonald’s
I went to Tatooine
And found their Burger King
I went to Jakku
And thought the First Order shot you
But by some miracle
It seems you got through
Poe, my good buddy
Saved by Finn–
AKA Mr. Big Deal
In the Resistance
This is what we look like
Some of us are different
All you haters–
Get used to it
A man dressed in green
Rolls me through all drama
BB-8
Dodging TIE bombers
But from there
It doesn’t get any calmer
Riding on some garbage
Trying not to vomit
Because of Finn and Rey
The day’s saved
I like this scavenger
She is strong and brave
And people hating
Calling her a Mary Sue
Because she does things
They don’t know how to do
But I zealously defend
From the jealousy
Haters get shocked
Because they’re carbon copies
And I dare you
To come and try to stop me
I’m the one protecting
Lor San Tekka’s property
And just when
They think they got me
Poe blows ’em up
Whenever they’re getting sloppy

BB BB BB-8
Can’t you see?
You’re so perfect for
Our merchandising
Worth sixty portions
Every day
That’s why Leader Snoke
Is so afraid

Quite spherical
Getting lyrical and empirical
My numbers on the rise
While you’re stumbling
Maybe a few critics
Can’t get with it
But I’m Certified Fresh–
Unlike you, I’m successful
Like I dress up in robes
And straight bless folks
Everybody knows
I’m here to cash checks, though
People make
Their oranges look like me
I could make a mint
With BB-8 Nikes
Will they ever shut me down?
Never likely
Kids give me hugs
Their moms, they want to write me
And while I get
Rounds of applause
All you other astromechs
Just get demolished
While you polish yourself
With spit shine
I’m getting turtle wax
Why?  I’m deserving that
Can’t define or divine
My design
Infinity symbol
Got game like Nintendo
But I’m taking over
All your platforms
So consider this
My first and last warning
Roll out–
BB-8’s the new legend
Sold out
Every day without exception
I stack paper like
Bakers stack cakes I’m
BB-8
See me in The Force Awakens

BB BB BB-8
Can’t you see?
You’re so perfect for
Our merchandising
Worth sixty portions
Every day
That’s why Leader Snoke
Is so afraid
BB BB BB-8
Can’t you see?
You’re so perfect for
Our merchandising
Worth sixty portions
Every day
That’s why Leader Snoke
Is so afraid

“Tell That to Zod’s Snapped Neck”

Deployed the World Engine
Now the world’s ending
They’re about to be rubble
I wasn’t expecting trouble from
A dude in a red cape
Suddenly got a neck ache
Shrugged it off–
Born a soldier, I’m a heavyweight
Things didn’t turn out
Like I was hoping
With Kal about to drown
In the Indian Ocean
He’s recharged
And looking for more targets
Metropolis and Gotham are
Madison Square Garden
Hey, Kal
Sorry about your mom
If you destroy this ship,
You destroy Krypton!
He thinks about it
And I think he understands
Until he goes and says:
“Krypton had its chance!”
Then he attacks
And now I’ve got whiplash
No embryos
I’m about to see my ship crash
As the city is demolished
Beneath me
I see a man driving
In an SUV, he
Looks up in rage
As I smash up his satellite
Fists are flying
And now I’ve got to battle right
We’re deadlocked
Kal’s got me in a headlock
Oh no–
It’s actually a choke hold
Heat vision
And it’s last respects
For the family ahead
Until he snaps my neck

Whenever people
Offer disrespect
They can go ahead and
Tell that to Zod’s snapped neck
You see, it’s all about
The disconnect
Whatever–
You can tell that to Zod’s snapped neck

My vision blurs
As I hit the floor
And I feel the kind of pain
I’ve never felt before
And I was beaten
By a farmer and a scientist
Born a soldier?
Now I see what the science did
What good’s my skill set?
Kal hasn’t been killed yet
I feel that–
Plus my neck hasn’t been healed yet
So you can feel free
To tell it to my neck
It’s already been snapped
So it makes no difference
You can tell it about
Your wife and kids
You can tell it all the things
That are none of your business
You can tell it’s
A big running gag
From a twenty minute script
People think that it’s bad
But I don’t mind
Get a giggle everytime
Maybe I’m the only one
And I’m out of my mind
But then again
I did feel my neck snap
The wave of the pain
Could delay the new Lex app
But right now
I have my own theme song
Neck snapping back and forth
Like it’s ping-pong
You think my movie’s bad?
Well you can dream on
Stuckmann has proved
He could rewrite a scene on
Social media
It hit like a meteor
Or like a neck snapping
In a crowded, dark theater
And so it’s sad–
The kind of life you’ve got
Excuse me–I think I’m going to need
Some IcyHot

Whenever people
Offer disrespect
They can go ahead and
Tell that to Zod’s snapped neck
You see, it’s all about
The disconnect
Whatever–
You can tell that to Zod’s snapped neck

Superman killed me
They built him a statue
I’m wearing flippers
Getting stuck in a bathroom
And they compared me
To Lord of the Rings?
Tell that to Zod’s snapped neck
You fiends
You’re not required
To like Zack Snyder–
Who makes eight-fifty mill
And gets fired?
You’ll be declaring his doomsday
Till Tuesday
Then lining up
For Ultimate Cut Blu-Rays
Unlike Stuckmann
You’re out of luck, man
Neck’s messed up
In a bag zipping up, man
You’re having Knightmares
Of me standing right there
Picking the mask off your face
Like a ripe pear
And devils don’t come
From the sky
They hate like the Rotten Tomatoes
Do online
It’s a consensus
How their rage is pent up
All out of shape
Over movies, getting bent up
The requests
Mean a smashing success
The movie that millions
Of people have selected
And if it’s something
That you can’t accept
Then you can go tell that
To Zod’s snapped neck

Whenever people
Offer disrespect
They can go ahead and
Tell that to Zod’s snapped neck
You see, it’s all about
The disconnect
Whatever–
You can tell that to Zod’s snapped neck

Hey, come on now–
What did you expect?
Go bounce like bad checks
Or baskets of magnets
If I unfollowed
Or blocked you in sadness
It’s because you’re hating
And I just wasn’t having it
Wondering why?
‘Cause it’s not in my habit
To waste all my time
In a mood like Batman
Sorry folks
If you want to act savage
Then call up Vandal–
He’s the one who likes that
Go figure out
Where your life’s at
Like Victor Fries
Go chill where your wife’s at
And as for me
I’ll stick to where my mic’s at
In the Phantom Zone alone
When I write that
I will find him, Lara–
I will find him!
And if there are raps supreme
I will write them
More than good
The best you can expect
And if not, then
Tell that to Zod’s snapped neck
I hear an echo
Of you on my level
But when the dust settles
You’re down below several
I was trained
To master rap senses
My face is in the dictionary–
Where “intense” is
So whatever you are
Or your intent is
Zod’s snapped neck
Is where it’s all ending

Whenever people
Offer disrespect
They can go ahead and
Tell that to Zod’s snapped neck
You see, it’s all about
The disconnect
Whatever–
You can tell that to Zod’s snapped neck

Snow

Do you want a real war,
Miss Everdeen?
Something worse than
You’ve ever seen?
Mess with me
Think you’re a symbol
Of a fire catching destiny
That’s what you get
When you’re testing me–
Definitely
People think their drink’s safe
Around me
And then it feels like
They’re drowning–
Clown, please
I’m at the top of these Districts
Like Bisquick
I make great cakes
On every fool’s mistakes, kid
So you’re coming against me?
Mistaken
My well-oiled machine is mean
To me, it’s sacred
War–
And what a horrible war
And from the ashes the Capitol cashed in
Like liquor stores
So give me more
While your stomach rumbles from hunger
And if you volunteer to die
You’ll eat something

This is President Snow
And I can hear you
I’ll take everything
That you hold dear and kill you
This is President Snow
And I can hear you
I’ll give you
The kind of fear that will chill you

Seneca Crane was a pain
Like a rose thorn
He should have blown you to bits
With a Claymore
I liked him
I told him to be careful
Sadly, Seneca made
A fatal error
But I guess you probably know
Where he is–
Pushing up daisies
Deep beneath the grave, see?
Not something
You should have carried–those berries
Your Nightlock is about to end
With lives lost
A high cost
You should’ve ate ’em, you little satan
It would be safer for your sake
To save them
I would hate for your friend Gale
Or brave Prim
To end up whipped on a post
And maybe aching
So I’ll be watching your life
From every angle
And invisible hands at my command
Will strangle
Big Brother’s got nothing on me
I’m killing kids every year on a live TV
Like it’s a highlight
While my people
Live the high life
Best place to keep you safely
Under my knife
While you’re all made up
And in the limelight
I’m beating up on your stylist
It’s a crime, right?
I plan to put out your fire
In a Quarter Quell
Welcome to the jungle
A clock is like a prison cell
Your sugar cubes
And secrets won’t be needed
‘Cause I’m holding hostage
The people that you sleep with
And they’re the very ones
That hurt us most–
I think I’ll raise up a glass to you
Because you’re toast

This is President Snow
And I can hear you
I’ll take everything
That you hold dear and kill you
This is President Snow
And I can hear you
I’ll give you
The kind of fear that will chill you

So come and join me
In the Rose Garden, darling
I’ve got some news for you
It’s kind of startling
You thought the games
That I played were sick
But the same type of games are
Being played by your clique
I played for keeps
And we both hit our targets
You knew all along
So don’t lie–you promised
We made a deal
I’d be honest with you
And I think your rebel friends
Are causing problems for you
I’d solve ’em for you
But me–I’m under armed guard
And certain people that you’re missing?
Well, they’re long gone
I think you’re planning
To hear another cannon shot
Because of plans
That your man got
You’ll make me laugh
Even at my own funeral
And even in my death
I still remained useful

This is President Snow
And I can hear you
I’ll take everything
That you hold dear and kill you
This is President Snow
And I can hear you
I’ll give you
The kind of fear that will chill you