Lyrics Method Man – The Riddler (Hide–Out Remix)

Intro:

Yo…
Who’s afraid, of the big, bad, BAT
Who issss, the Batman kid?

Verse One:

I got your mind twisted (twisted)
Unrealistic wavelength draining on your brain-strip inflicted
Crossword puzzling your delf
Questioning your own mental health (yeah) it’s like a maze within itself
(yeah) Check the grimey, slimey, crimey
Crim-inim-inal indivi-dual I be
Searching for the Dark Knight
Lurking in the shadows of the city, he roll with jiggy
My rhyme committee, robbing every Gotham piggy bank blinnnnnnnd
Take a journey through the mind of a Riddler

Chorus:

Tax free money not a problem
A heist to get the ice not a problem
A body for a price not a problem
Hmmmmmmm…. it’s The Riddler

Verse Two:

Once again it’s the mind bender, three-time felony offender
Demented, brain cemented, mixed in the blender
I lose ya, mass-confusion, question mark clues in
What where why whose-it, QUIZZZ
Time to ask yourself who it is
Sheisty P.L.O. underhanded biz, invading brothers wigs
Can I live

Chorus:

Murder for the evil not a problem
To the gen there is no sequel not a problem (not a problem)
Big up to all my people not a problem (not a problem)
Hmmmmmmm… it’s the Riddler

Verse Three:

Observe if you will
I’m in my hide-out in the back of the hill (of the hill)
I crack a wall then I caught about a mil (bout a millll)
Co-defendant Johnny Blaze and Bobby Steels (Bobby Steels)
We was blazing hardware (hardware)
Turn the corner you can hear the wheels squeel rehrrarrrr
On that ass fast was the Batmobile (Batmobile)
I could tell by the demon on the grill, this was real
Alley-cat screaming, I hit a trash can
Garbage everywhere, money flying out the bags and
trying to escape, jiggy with the cape
Or else he’d be headed upstate, it’s The Riddler

Chorus:

Talkin homicide, not a problem (that’s no problem)
You want to talk genocide not a problem (that’s no problem)
Now if you’re speaking genocide not a problem (that’s no problem)
Hmmmmmmm…. for The Riddler

Verse Four:

Johnny Blaze, I invest in crime cuz it pays
Mad scams, let me count the ways, a crime wave
I make a killing, on the first one to point his finger at the villian
Who be I, the priiimmmmmme
Suspect, crim-inim-inal intellect
Robbing banks HAH down to grand theft what we want
is it all, every seal on every door, every wallllll
Until the jig is called on The Riddler