Someone put a bomb in the belfry, Red Hood is out tryna figure out who dunnit!
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Makin’ villains scatter, in the light, I watch’em panic 
This is family matters, seein’ red like I’m satanic
Fuck a mad hatter, Hoodie of the night, I brandished
A weapon akin to Steppenwolf, man I’m doin’ damage

High Ground Advantage, Hoodie snipe’em from the top
They scattered from Cabbage, as another body drop. 
My gun go, Bup bup bup, Bup bup bup butta, non-stop
Non-lethal, runnin’ and duckin’, I concuss with these shots

Hot M-Nineteen-Eleven Pistol gun smoke, (Click Clack)
Muzzle Flash, arms dealer reelin’ from the Kick Back 
When it comes to heroes, I’m the Bad Batch
I’m somethin’ like a reaper, not a diplomat

Rat trapped, under barrel, local class clown
Huntin’ for some info, I'mma tell you how this goes down
You’ll eat what's up in this chamber, no blank rounds.
Akimbo to the temple, this is hell, your life’s mine now.

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They dun clue me what it is, (Yeah) J made it traumatic
Pulled couple a molars, Like Vandal, I’m a Savage,
Another vigilante with baggage, dressed in death, scarred and scabbed.
Bruce’ll scold me, like a kid, I won’t hear’em through the static. 

Cause this blick on automatic, Bat’s too slow, tactics padded
While my action fillin’ traction, Hood is just in satisfaction!
Wanna test this new gadget, been swirling in the attic
Like madness of a husk gone sporadic, (Grenade!) 

Wayward son, Hoodie speak with these guns
There’s blood on the money, got infinite funds
Inglorious, I run and stun, Efficient & Effective
Notorious, Student of Meticulous Elective

An okay detective, but a better Outlaw
I’ll out-brawl any silly dummy with the gall
To step to this, language of combat fluency 
In way, foot, fist, blade, I am thee eloquency 
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If I could leave ’em perforated, this fight would be over
Hoodie low on ammo, so I gotta take it closer
Whole fit armor plated, like a Scarlet Super Soldier
‘Bout ta drive my point home like a chauffeur (Whole’up)

Anti-Terrorist tactics, without a full metal jacket
Perfection practiced, watch me, a battlefield analyst 
A terrifying first seed, at the top of my bracket 
I slip a hook and lock the arm, now hear me Snap it

Elbow to cheek, flip from the hip, a bullet bounce off my helmet
So I with flick of Shuriken, into the wrist of the zealot 
Brisk on’em, (Kapow,) I hit’em, jump on knee cap, submit’em
Two more henches run up on me, I’mma tell you how I did’em 

Dipped a stab, gripped the wrist, headbutt’em in the lips
striking swiftly to the ribs, bones cracking under grit     
Back kick with a haus strength, (KO) feel a nose split
To Spinning Tatsumaki with the grace of a brutalist

Bombin' The Belfrey (Red Hood's Rage)

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Bombin' The Belfrey (Red Hood's Rage)

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