Ha, ha, I'm y'all It's your boy Ghetto A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a got a wife What up Boy?
talkin' about livin' on Capital Hill We on the hill, ya know? Talkin' about the front row, front We livin' on row
We grew up in the peanut butter sandwiches with no jam We looked up to the on the corner Throat from screamin', "Get your money man"
Had dreams of movin' on up to the big George, Weezy and Florence But it's kinda hard when police is havin' you Resurrected, rearrested for old warrants
Yeah, it's a struggle man, but we it the best we can Only difference between folks that's free and in jail Is some of us got on our way to Heaven Takin' the shortcut Hell
Ghetto Superman, faster than a Cadillac Able to leap buildings When police is on your back, a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, slick as Republicans Sold almost as much dope as Sam Your friendly Superman
If you played on my be used to hearin', "Stay down, they shootin'" Lost my in a shoot out, chest all blew out family ruined
Had dreams of findin' a job So he have to rob niggas, I'm a stick up kid Finally get we deserved Instead of havin' to what they give us
Yeah, it's a man but we takin' it One at a time But it's hard to get that monkey off your back While that monkey still on your mind, on your
Superman, faster than a 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 Sold as much dope as Uncle Sam Your neighborhood Superman
a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, It's a bird, a plane, no Ghetto Superman, y'all
It's a bird, a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, a bird, it's a plane, no It's Superman, y'all