Ha, ha, I'm y'all your boy Ghetto Superman A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a don't got a up Young Boy?
Everybody talkin' about on Capital Hill We livin' on the hill, ya Talkin' about the front row, row? We livin' on row
We up in the gutter Eatin' butter sandwiches with no jam We looked up to the hustlers on the sore from screamin', "Get your money man"
Had dreams of movin' on up to the big Like George, and Florence But it's hard when police is havin' you killed Resurrected, rearrested for old bench
Yeah, it's a man, but we handle it the best we can Only difference between folks that's free and in jail Is of us got caught on our way to Heaven the shortcut through Hell
Ghetto Superman, faster than a speeding Able to leap buildings When police is on back, yeah It's a bird, a plane, no
It's Superman, talk slick as Republicans Sold almost as dope as Uncle Sam Your neighborhood Superman
If you played on my be used to hearin', "Stay down, they shootin'" Lost my daddy in a shoot out, chest all out family ruined
Had dreams of findin' a job So he wouldn't have to rob niggas, I'm a up kid Finally get what we Instead of havin' to take they give us
Yeah, it's a man but we takin' it One at a time But it's kinda hard to get that off your back While monkey still on your mind, on your mind
Superman, faster a speeding Cadillac Able to leap tall When is on your back, yeah a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Superman, talk slick as Republicans almost as much dope as Uncle Sam Your friendly neighborhood
a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, a bird, it's a plane, no It's Superman, y'all
a bird, it's a plane, no It's Superman, y'all a bird, it's a plane, no It's Superman, y'all