villainous showstopper

Ollo there you giant nose,

prepare to face the master class

Your little yellow tic-tacs cannot save your giant bald-headed ass You swapped

the lunar orbit for three children and some purple jam While I

am ruling Metrocity as the supreme,

magnificent man

Oh, you're a villain alright,

just not a super one,

you see Because the absolute difference in our status is PRESENTATION,

baby!

Your elderly assistant built a weapon that shoots stinky gas While my

black mamba cape is weaving terror that will outlast

My brainbots are swarming while your goofy brother Dru gets a rug

And you got thrown in a trunk by Lucy and her tasing

lipstick drug

My de-hydration gun will shrink your dreams down to a little blue

cube

While you are changing baby diapers like a domesticated boob

I blew up Metro Man with copper,

though he faked it for a quiet life While you got fired

from the AVL and henpecked by your secret agent wife You are

a sellout who gave up the game to tuck those girls in

bed Now kneel before

the sheer aesthetic brilliance of my giant blue head! (hahaha)