Ha, ha, I'm fine It's your boy 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' the front row, front row? We livin' on row
We grew up in the Eatin' peanut sandwiches with no jam We looked up to the on the corner Throat sore from screamin', "Get your man"
Had dreams of on up to the big leagues Like George, and Florence But it's hard when police is havin' you killed Resurrected, rearrested for old warrants
Yeah, it's a man, but we handle it the best we can Only difference between folks that's free and in jail Is some of us got caught on our way to Takin' the shortcut through
Superman, faster than a speeding Cadillac Able to tall buildings When is on your back, yeah It's a bird, a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, talk slick as Sold almost as much as Uncle Sam Your neighborhood Superman
If you played on my You'd be to hearin', "Stay down, they shootin'" Lost my daddy in a shoot out, chest all out Another ruined
Had dreams of findin' a job So he wouldn't have to rob niggas, I'm a up kid Finally get we deserved Instead of havin' to take what give us
Yeah, it's a man but we takin' it One bullet at a But it's kinda to get that monkey off your back While monkey still on your mind, on your mind
Superman, faster than a Cadillac Able to leap tall police is on your back, yeah It's a bird, a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, talk as Republicans Sold almost as dope as Uncle Sam Your friendly neighborhood
It's a bird, a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman,
It's a bird, a plane, no It's Superman, y'all a bird, it's a plane, no It's Superman, y'all