[Verse 1: Nightcrawler]
It's the ruler of the night, shadow of the Marvel universe
So try to keep up while I'm teleporting through this verse
A mutant, so I'm working with superhuman agility
While swinging on a rope is the greatest of your abilities
Wait, you used to be a bird, right? Ah, how very masculine
Ashamed of your identity, though, judging from the mask you're in
A wannabe Spiderman, but you're simply Dick
A little lost puppy, I'll call you the "Nightbitch"
[Verse 2: Nightwing]
Alright, first thing's first, Kurt, man to "X-Man"
You're mouthing off to Grayson, I'll give you the backhand
You're calling me a puppy but you're the one with paws
Are you related to the flying monkeys from Wizard of Oz?
I don't just swing on ropes, nah, I'm highly acrobatic
Your teleporting style is nothing more than sporadic
Someone get this cat a sandwich, he's looking paper thin
They put a DC heavy hitter VS a Marvel SlimJim
[Verse 3: Nightcrawler]
Hail Mary, full of grace, but I must smite this heathen
I tried to turn the other cheek but he's given me a reason
I see the bleakness and murder's my weakness
Prepare yourself, Robin, it's bird hunting season
But I guess it's far too late for preparations
Since someone already killed off the other Flying Graysons
Last thing you'll see is yellow, look deep into my isis
I represent your true Infinite Crisis
It's the ruler of the night, shadow of the Marvel universe
So try to keep up while I'm teleporting through this verse
A mutant, so I'm working with superhuman agility
While swinging on a rope is the greatest of your abilities
Wait, you used to be a bird, right? Ah, how very masculine
Ashamed of your identity, though, judging from the mask you're in
A wannabe Spiderman, but you're simply Dick
A little lost puppy, I'll call you the "Nightbitch"
[Verse 2: Nightwing]
Alright, first thing's first, Kurt, man to "X-Man"
You're mouthing off to Grayson, I'll give you the backhand
You're calling me a puppy but you're the one with paws
Are you related to the flying monkeys from Wizard of Oz?
I don't just swing on ropes, nah, I'm highly acrobatic
Your teleporting style is nothing more than sporadic
Someone get this cat a sandwich, he's looking paper thin
They put a DC heavy hitter VS a Marvel SlimJim
[Verse 3: Nightcrawler]
Hail Mary, full of grace, but I must smite this heathen
I tried to turn the other cheek but he's given me a reason
I see the bleakness and murder's my weakness
Prepare yourself, Robin, it's bird hunting season
But I guess it's far too late for preparations
Since someone already killed off the other Flying Graysons
Last thing you'll see is yellow, look deep into my isis
I represent your true Infinite Crisis
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