Ha, ha, I'm y'all your boy Ghetto Superman A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a got a wife up Young Boy?
Everybody talkin' about on Capital Hill We on the hill, ya know? Talkin' about the front row, row? We on death row
We up in the gutter Eatin' peanut butter with no jam We looked up to the hustlers on the Throat sore from screamin', "Get money man"
Had dreams of on up to the big leagues Like George, Weezy and But it's kinda hard when police is you killed Resurrected, rearrested for old bench
Yeah, it's a struggle man, but we it the best we can Only difference between folks that's and folks in jail Is of us got caught on our way to Heaven Takin' the through Hell
Ghetto Superman, faster a speeding Cadillac Able to tall buildings When police is on 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
If you played on my be used to hearin', "Stay down, they shootin'" Lost my in a shoot out, chest all blew out Another family
Had dreams of a good job So he have to rob niggas, I'm a stick up kid get what 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 hard to get that monkey off your back While that monkey still on your mind, on mind
Superman, faster than a Cadillac Able to leap tall When police is on back, yeah a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, slick as Republicans Sold as much dope as Uncle Sam Your friendly Superman
a bird, it's a plane, no It's Superman, y'all 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,