[Intro – Whispered Laughing & Build-up]
(Creepy ambient laugh fades in)
Why so serious?
I been laughin’ in the flames where your fear is…
Heh… Let's get real twisted…
[Verse 1 – Rapid-fire Spitfire Flow]
Sick with the venom I’m spittin’ it quicker than flickerin’ vision in critical state,
Twistin’ the rhythm, I’m rippin’ the limits, I’m flippin’ the script at a cynical rate,
Minimal faith, pivotal hate, livin' inside of a mythical state,
Miserable face, pitiful fate, burnin’ the bridge with a flick of the blade!
Tickin’ like a bomb in a mask, I detonate truth,
Fangs in the booth when I laugh with the noose,
Gaslight brain in a bath of abuse,
Snap like Bane when I crash through the roof—
Psychotic logic, toxic doctrine,
All black paint, got Gotham watchin’,
Chalkin’ lines when I rhyme like options,
One wrong smile, whole squad get boxed in!
No peace!
No leash on the beast when I feast, increase my reach!
Creep through the heat with a deep technique,
And I bleed on the beat like I leaked mystique!
[Hook – Distorted Voice, Fast Screech]
Why so serious?
Paint my grin with blood, I’m furious!
Mask off—world so hideous,
Chaos reigns when I'm delirious!
Why so serious?!
Life's a joke, get curious!
Burn this circus, fear’s luxurious—
Smile wide while I crush imperious!
[Verse 2 – Chopper Flow, Complex Rhymes]
Ha-ha! Welcome to my mind like Arkham’s gates,
Darkness snakes through hearts and fakes,
Sharp like blades, I carve my fate,
No mask, no cape, just scars and rage!
Madness methodical, audible throttle,
I vomit these syllables, molten and volatile,
Chronicle trauma in comical modules,
Spittin' like gunfire bottled in gospel!
Slaughter the beat with demonic precision,
Talkin' to demons, they draw the incision,
Flawed and malicious, I claw through the vision,
No gods in my prism, just raw derision!
Smilin’ in a room full of martyrs,
I don’t need fame or a chart or a partner,
I’m the darker, sharper, marker,
Heart like a pit full of vipers and archers!
[Hook – Repeats, Faster, More Aggressive]
Why so serious?
Life’s a trip, no pyramids!
Ashes rain, mysterious,
Clowns run towns, it’s hideous!
Why so serious?!
Chaos speaks in lyric dust,
Trust no crown, no system just—
One last laugh then the mic combusts!
[Bridge – Slowed Spoken Word, Creepy Tone]
You see… the world’s a madhouse…
I just hold the match.
You play by rules, I twist the patch…
They called me a freak.
I just gave 'em a mirror.
Smile. You're next.
[Verse 3 – Final Speed Assault]
Clappin’ back with the black mask, fast dash,
Hacks in the track like a backlash,
Crash in the facts with a savage laugh,
I’m the man in the mirror with the wrath of gas!
No sanity, no gravity,
vocal savagery, total anarchy,
mind like a maze where the pain just basks,
every bar like a blade through a Joker's mask!
[Outro – Laughing into Silence]
hahahahaha…
mile while it burns.
Why… so…
SERIOUS?
