Ha, ha, I'm y'all It's your boy Ghetto A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a don't got a up Young Boy?
Everybody about livin' on Capital Hill We on the hill, ya know? Talkin' about the row, front row? We livin' on row
We up in the gutter peanut butter sandwiches with no jam We looked up to the hustlers on the Throat sore from screamin', "Get your man"
Had dreams of on up to the big leagues Like George, and Florence But it's kinda hard when police is you killed Resurrected, for old bench warrants
Yeah, it's a struggle man, but we handle it the we can Only difference folks that's free and folks in jail Is some of us got on our way to Heaven Takin' the shortcut Hell
Ghetto Superman, faster a speeding Cadillac Able to tall buildings 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 friendly 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 Another ruined
Had dreams of a good job So he wouldn't have to rob niggas, I'm a up kid get what we deserved Instead of to take what they give us
Yeah, it's a man but we takin' it One at a time But it's kinda hard to get monkey off your back While that still on your mind, on your mind
Superman, faster than a speeding to leap tall buildings When police is on back, yeah a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, slick as Republicans Sold almost as much as Uncle Sam Your friendly neighborhood
a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, It's a bird, a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman,
It's a bird, a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman,