I’m a super villain, a creator of plans.
So diabolical that no-one understands.
My intelligence is elegance, no forensic evidence.
Circumstantial eloquence with venomous unpleasantness.
I increase bank costs when I double cross, who’s Tony Danza cos I’m the boss.
I’m JaPanda, a superhero multi-slayer.
Dropping needles like an old school record player.
I get my powers from Japan pandas sent to my head.
I have many enemies that wake up dead.
Created in the frying pan I jumped out of the fire.
A man inspired, and always dreaming higher.
A slow burner with spiteful motivations.
I crushed Japan without hesitation.
I don’t have manners, tune into police scanners, you can’t touch this, I’m a million MC Hammers.
I’m crazy, I serve up jalfrezi, stalk Mean Streets like a young Scorsese.
A Raging Bull, with No Direction Home.
The Colour Of Money is my only chromosome.
My life of crime led from being chased, to hide my face I put a mask on in its place.
I’m JaPanda, I’m generally unassuming.
Have relations crooning “is he amusing or confusing?”.
I’m a daylight vampire that’s snacking at Twilight.
No backbiting here Brewster, this is the real Fright Night.
Have hidden devices planted to cause untold destruction, the only ones who’ll profit are the ones working in construction.
I’m a man on a mission.
A panda on parade.
This last five minutes is just my hand grenade.
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