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Goddamn, even Superman shot
Blew his mind save the wealth
I said, he read the Sunday paper
front page death and rape

I can't see through the of the hazy
It's the little things, the little things
It's the little things drive a man crazy
Yeah, yeah,

You know what I mean I why he did it
Too to outwit it, get it
His was red, yeah, but so was his blood
Man of steel with a thud

out by the villain who's willin'
To stand in line and do the time you
'Cause life death that life has created
And do you understand I say

the little things that break the man
By the way are you feeling it bit by bit, by piece
They're stealing it bite the dust hit the
They're it, you've got to give it up

Goddamn, goddamn,
Goddamn, goddamn, even Superman shot
Goddamn, goddamn,
Goddamn, even shot himself

Sometimes I feel so stupid, I feel so low
Sometimes I think of all the things, yeah, I'll never know
Sometimes I know what to do
But most motherfuckers don't have a
Sometimes I don't what to do
But most motherfuckers have a clue, yeah

Most don't have a clue
Most motherfuckers don't have a
Most don't have a clue
Most don't have a clue

Goddamn, goddamn,
Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, Superman shot himself
Goddamn,
Goddamn, goddamn, even Superman shot

Come on, on, come on
Check out, check this out, check this out

your eyes see out the inside
The point of the point of the you can't hide
From the shit all around funky ghetto
Of the mind brings you down

Can't shake it 'til you give it up,
Sell soul, or don't give a fuck
Takin' you out style
Your finger's on the wishing you were bigger

All the you've got the soul with rigor mortis
Like Bickle said, "Suck on this"
You've got the soul with rigor
Like Bickle said, "Suck on this"

Like Travis said, "Suck on this"
Like Travis said, "Suck on this"
Like Bickle said, "Suck on this"
The grip on the neck and the bite kiss

And I for twenty-five years