Ha, ha, I'm fine It's boy Ghetto Superman A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a got a wife What up Young
Everybody talkin' about on Capital Hill We on the hill, ya know? Talkin' the front row, front row? We livin' on row
We up in the gutter Eatin' peanut butter sandwiches no jam We looked up to the on the corner Throat sore from screamin', "Get your man"
Had dreams of movin' on up to the big Like George, Weezy and But kinda hard when police is havin' you killed Resurrected, rearrested for old warrants
Yeah, it's a struggle man, but we it the best we can Only between folks that's free and folks in jail Is of us got caught on our way to Heaven the shortcut through Hell
Ghetto Superman, faster than a Cadillac Able to leap buildings police 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 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 of findin' a good job So he wouldn't have to rob niggas, I'm a up kid get what we deserved Instead of havin' to what they give us
Yeah, a struggle 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 mind, on your mind
Superman, faster than a speeding 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 almost as dope as Uncle Sam Your friendly neighborhood
It's a bird, a plane, no Ghetto Superman, y'all It's a bird, a plane, no Ghetto Superman, y'all
It's a bird, a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, It's a bird, a plane, no It's Superman, y'all