Ha, ha, I'm fine It's your boy Superman A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a got a wife What up Young
talkin' about livin' on Capital Hill We on the hill, ya know? about the front row, front row? We on death row
We up in the gutter peanut butter sandwiches with no jam We up to the hustlers 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 kinda hard when police is havin' you Resurrected, for old bench warrants
Yeah, it's a man, but we handle it the best we can Only difference between folks free and folks in jail Is some of us got on our way to Heaven the shortcut through Hell
Ghetto Superman, faster than a Cadillac Able to tall buildings When police is on your back, It's a bird, a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, talk slick as Sold almost as much dope as Sam friendly neighborhood Superman
If you on my playground You'd be used to hearin', "Stay down, shootin'" my daddy in a shoot out, chest all blew out Another family
Had of findin' a good job So he have to rob niggas, I'm a stick up kid Finally get we deserved Instead of havin' to take what they us
Yeah, a struggle man but we takin' it One at a time But it's kinda hard to get that monkey off your While that monkey still on your mind, on your
Superman, faster than a speeding Able to tall buildings When is on your back, yeah It's a bird, a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, slick as Republicans Sold almost as much as Uncle Sam Your friendly Superman
It's a bird, a plane, no Ghetto Superman, y'all It's a bird, a plane, no It's Superman, y'all
a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman,