Part One - MC Chris

The horror, it was Zorro

He was wearin' a mask

I was out with my folks

And we was havin' a laugh

We didn’t do this too often,

mingle with the proletariats

folks were old money

And too often they were scaredy cats

Always goin' out

Leavin' me with the help

Always raising funds

And I’m left by myself

They saw that I was missin out

On being a kid

Dad said we’re going out

And I’m flippin' my lid

I was lost in the dark

like that time in the cave

Surrounded by bats

Alone and afraid

Big Z on my screen

Meant dueling and danger

Someone so evil

Can focus their anger

A hero that sent the injust to their ruin

A mask to protect from people pursuin'

A cape to conceal a collection of tricks

And eveything black, on this he insists

I am the Batman

I jump up and then I land

You don’t know what I got in my hand

The shape of a bat you go «SPLAT!"and «KABLAM!»

I am the Dark Knight

I do whats right, but I do it out of spite

Don’t look quite right if you turn on the light

I’ll land with a boom … fight

Dad had the limo out back

I was sacked out cause I’m a little lad

Don’t wanna be older, head’s on a shoulder

I heard a loud sound, and I went on the ground

It was sad… and my father was dead

My mother was screamin' till she was shot in the head.

See pearls in a puddle that was suddenly red

The memory gets muddled except what the man said

«Ever dance with the Devil

In the pail moon light?»

A riddle I’ll remember

For the rest of my life

This killer was a chiller

I was froze to the bone

Alfred found me, I was howlin'

Like a pup on his own

I made a promise to my parents

In the circle of light

I would vanquish evil in a cape

Maybe some tights

I didn’t know how I would do it

Or which form I would take

I just knew it was a creature

Only I could create

I am the Batman

I jump up and then I land

You don’t know what I got in my hand

The shape of a bat you go «SPLAT!"and «KABLAM!»

I am the Dark Knight

I do whats right, but I do it out of spite

Don’t look quite right if you turn on the light

I’ll land with a boom … fight

… pack plenty of socks

brought a legion of luggage

drug it down to the docks

But I gave them the slip

Stowed away on a freight

I was pissed with being rich

Life’s a bitch, so they say

Foreign land, with the plan

and the knowledge within

for soon I’d be a man

that would need to begin

This quest to be best

And defend the opressed

Packed in the projects

Like objects and pests

I’d have to return

But for now, I would train

I learned tracking and hunting

On the African plain

In China learned Tao

Japan, I learned Jiu Jitsu

Don’t believe you would bleed

Well let me convince you

Nerve pinch, in a pinch

Used the Quivering Palm

In a fight take a life

Over a hundred forms

Of hand-to-hand anguish

Learned every language

Studied shadow with ninjas

disguise and escape

Leanred boxing, detoxing

Concealing with capes

Went to Cambridge, …

But never for too long

'Fore the end of the semester

I would have to be gone

Came home to forgotten

Gothem’s so rotton and twisted

Came home to my mansion

It’s a vast stash of riches

Brooding in the darkness

With a bust of my father

A bat through the window

A question of honor

I am the Batman

I jump up and then I land

You don’t know what I got in my hand

The shape of a bat you go «SPLAT!"and «KABLAM!»

I am the Dark Knight

I do whats right, but I do it out of spite

Don’t look quite right if you turn on the light

I’ll land with a boom … fight