(Superman!)

Gotta start rapping now, better get used to it!

(Superman!)

I like that beat, what's Supes gonna do with it?

It's a bird! It's a plane! JK, it's just me

Supe Dogg in the house, DC's OG

I be rappin' on this beat like my enemies and bad dupes

Rhymes so tight like my fanny in my blue suit

Call me anytime

I ain't hard to get

No signal in the sky

Just call collect

I'll be there faster than a bullet for whatever you need

Help your granny cross a street

Save a kitten in a tree

I spit the hottest verses with the coldest of breath

I use my x-ray vision to see all of the breasts

Of chicken!

Cooked by women in a kitchen

At a 3-star Michelin

That's a way to make a livin'

Feminism!

Mother huggers I'm woke

Lois Lane's the only broad that I poke

On Facebook!

Then she invites me to her place to Netflix and chill

I'll probably get to first base!

(Superman!)

Steppin' outta solitude

Head to toe in solid blue

(Superman!)

Neither man nor steel, it's a metaphor, you nincompoops

(Superman!)

Yeah the "S" on my chest symbolizes success, come on!

(Superman!)

For more Kal-El just say "Heck yes!"

Comin' straight outta Smallville with Southern hospitality

Winning dinner parties with a charming personality

Servin' up lemons

Square like my jawline

Washboard abs, but it's not my fault I'm

Naturally ripped!

I still try to keep it tight

With a healthy diet

Shun gluten like it's kryptonite

And exercise, doing laps around this world

At speeds you won't believe

Yet no stress to my spit-curl

And all my nemeses had best watch out

I got a Darkseid now

You could get knocked out

And if you're out there doing crime

Oh, you'll get wrecked sir

I'll make sure it shows up on your permanent record!

[LEX LUTHOR]

Clark!

You're as soft as that cat up your tree

You're no match for a criminal mind like me

So don't flex on Lex, or I'll give you the whammy

Your booties, your bedsheet, and spandex jammies

That boy scout loyalty really fell through

You were America's sweet-heart

Until it couldn't sell you!

That's Capitalism!

And it will always live on

While all your fans are dead

Like your peeps on Krypton!

[SUPERMAN, (BATMAN)]

I got fans!

Call them my Super Friends!

When we hang out, there are always shenanigans

Aquaman's cool

He and I exchange "fist bumps"

Wonder Woman sees me every weekend

At brunch!

Of course, Batman! I love that guy!

He's dark and mysterious and super-fly

He's the world's best detective, plus he's really fit

And all the ladies love him for his big fat--

Oh, you know what, I really don't want to swear

Batman, are you sure I'm doing this right?

(What? No, come on! It's great, the kids are going to love it!)

You think so? Because Lex Luthor guesting on my own song seems counterintuitive

And now I'm talking about you and your... um

(Look, you wanted my help, right?)

Well, yeah, sure, but--

(Well then shut up! Look, trust me, it's going to be great! *cough*dumbass

All right, one more chorus and rap)

Okay

[BATMAN]

(Superman!)

He's the best-friend of Batman, but not as cool as Batman

(Batman, get out of here! Come on!)

(Superman!)

Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I'll stop, I'm just having too much fun

[SUPERMAN, (BATMAN)]

(Superman!)

Morality and chivalry, I got it on lock!

(Superman!)

And I f*** all the bitches with my alien c***!

*GASP*

(Haha, oh my God! I can't believe you actually said it! Haha!

Oh, man, that's staying in)

No, no, Batman, can we redo that, please?

(No-no-no-no, we're keeping that)

No, I didn't write that. I can't have that in my song--

(All right, I think that's a wrap!)

No, it's not! No, get back, don't leave!

(Who wants tacos?)

No, I don't want tacos. We just ate. Get back here!

Where are you going. Batman, come back! Batman!

Aw, shucks!