

Song
Gotham. Boom Back. Boom Bap.
Ollifax
•4:50•141 BPM•D•hip-hop•dark
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Rain cuts sideways. Cape on the skyline. One bad night made the code turn thin. No clean hero - just black-gloved wrath in a streetlamp fight.
Musical Details
BPM
141
Key
D
Camelot
Dm
ISRC
QT6EU2694280
Credits
ComposerOllifax
LyricistOllifax
ProducerPeter Jaffray
MixingOllifax
MasteringOllifax
Copyright & Legal
Ollifax Music
PublisherOllifax Music
LabelOllifax Music
LicenseAll Rights Reserved
Recorded inNunavut
Lyrics
Gotham. Rain cuts sideways. Cape on the skyline. Red Hood in the smoke. No jokes tonight. Tick. Tick. Boom. Back. Boom. Bap. The whole city heard the mask snap. Boom back, boom bap, boots crack pavement. Black cape, red flash, whole block caving. Boom back, boom bap, fists hit thunder. Gotham shakes when the bats come under. Joker laugh, then the night goes flat. Red Hood steps with the war on back. Boom back, boom bap, vengeance in motion. Rain turns steam from a black explosion. Batmobile howl through a dead end lane. Tires throw sparks in the midnight rain. Streetlights blink like they know what's next. Bat signal cracked through the clouded hex. Joker on screens with a rotten grin. Laughing like rot got invited in. Batman drops from the gargoyle crown. No more warning. No slow down. Knuckles like hammers. Jawline stone. Every hit cracks like a broken bone. Arkham failed. Court failed too. Now the bat came down like the debt came due. One bad night made the code turn thin. One dead boy put the rage within. No clean hero. No calm white light. Just black gloved wrath in a streetlamp fight. Tick. Step. Breathe. The city don't sleep. Red Hood watches. No words. Just heat. Boom back, boom bap, boots crack pavement. Black cape, red flash, whole block caving. Boom back, boom bap, fists hit thunder. Gotham shakes when the bats come under. Joker laugh, then the night goes flat. Red Hood steps with the war on back. Boom back, boom bap, vengeance in motion. Rain turns steam from a black explosion. Red Hood steps from the smoke like war. Crowbar ghost kicked through the door. Helmet blood red. Jacket torn. Boy died once, came back storm born. He don't preach. He don't beg. He don't blink. He just walks that grief to the iron brink. Joker waves like it's all a joke. Red dot sits where the madness spoke. Batman growls, Jason. Don't. Jason says, You already won't. One breath hangs on the edge of fate. Whole block quiet. Whole sky waits. Karl Goo stahv. Cold tube. Rain hiss. Red Hood. Backblast warning. Air gets thin. No punchline. No grin. Karl Goo stahv speaks with a street wide blast. Sucks the air out, burns the past. Backblast screams where the rain used to fall. Brick dust jumps from the alley wall. No more laugh. No more spin. Just smoke where the clown had been. Jason stands with the fire around. Batman don't cheer. He just looks down. Boom. Back. Boom. Bap. Cape snap. Shell clap. No laugh. No map. Boot step. Blood debt. Rain wet. No regret. Gotham ain't sleeping. Gotham just hides. Under black windows. Under neon lies. Every alley got a ghost in chains. Every rooftop got a name in rain. Vengeance don't heal. But it speaks too loud. When monsters laugh in a broken town. Batman moves like the storm got teeth. Red Hood breathes through the heat beneath. Riddler ran when the rhythm got mean. Penguin locked down the Iceberg scene. Two Face flipped and the coin hit floor. Harley screamed from the far arcade door. Scarecrow prayed when the shadows swayed. Every rogue knew the game had changed. Boom back, boom bap, boots crack pavement. Black cape, red flash, whole block caving. Boom back, boom bap, fists hit thunder. Gotham shakes when the bats come under. Joker laugh, then the night goes flat. Red Hood steps with the war on back. Boom back, boom bap, vengeance in motion. Rain turns steam from a black explosion. Bridge lights flicker. Sky goes red. Gotham heard what the dark man said. No more cages. No more games. No more punchlines wearing names. Batman standing where the smoke splits wide. Red Hood silent with the storm inside. Justice cracked, but the city still breathes. Blood on the brick and ash on the leaves. Mayhem runs through the avenue veins. Bassline kicks like a runaway train. Boom bap crush with the sirens bent. Every bar hits like a punishment. No sleep. No peace. No painted smile. Just wrath walking every mile. When the lost want proof and the devils want room, The bat brings night and the hood brings boom. Boom back, boom bap, boots crack pavement. Black cape, red flash, whole block caving. Boom back, boom bap, fists hit thunder. Gotham shakes when the bats come under. Joker laugh, then the night goes flat. Red Hood steps with the war on back. Boom back, boom bap, vengeance in motion. Rain turns steam from a black explosion.
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Weekend Intelligence II
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