Ha, ha, I'm fine It's boy Ghetto Superman A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a don't got a up Young Boy?
Everybody talkin' 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 up to the hustlers on the corner Throat sore from screamin', "Get money man"
Had dreams of on up to the big leagues George, Weezy and Florence But kinda 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 that's free and folks in jail Is some of us got on our way to Heaven Takin' the shortcut through
Ghetto Superman, faster than a speeding Able to leap buildings When is on your back, yeah It's a bird, a plane, no
Ghetto Superman, talk slick as Republicans Sold almost as dope as Uncle Sam Your friendly Superman
If you played on my You'd be to hearin', "Stay down, they shootin'" Lost my daddy in a out, chest all blew out family ruined
Had dreams of a good job So he wouldn't to rob niggas, I'm a stick up kid Finally get what we Instead of havin' to take they give 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 mind, on your mind
Superman, than 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 almost as much dope as Sam Your neighborhood Superman
a bird, it's 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