Ha, ha, I'm fine y'all
It's your boy Ghetto Superman
A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a don't got a wife
What up Young Boy? Everybody talkin' about livin' on Capital Hill
We livin' on the hill, ya know?
Talkin' about the front row, front row?
We livin' on d**h row We grew up in the gutter
Eatin' peanut bu*ter sandwiches with no jam
We looked up to the hustlers on the corner
Throat sore from screamin', "Get your money man" Had dreams of movin' on up to the big leagues
Like George, Weezy and Florence
But it's kinda hard when police is havin' you k**ed
Resurrected, rearrested for old bench warrants Yeah, it's a struggle man, but we handle it the best we can
Only difference between folks that's free and folks in jail
Is some of us got caught on our way to Heaven
Takin' the shortcut through Hell Ghetto Superman, faster than a speeding Cadillac
Able to leap tall buildings
When police is on your back, yeah
It's a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, talk slick as Republicans
Sold almost as much dope as Uncle Sam
Your friendly neighborhood Superman If you played on my playground
You'd be used to hearin', "Stay down, they shootin'"
Lost my daddy in a shoot out, chest all blew out
Another family ruined Had dreams of findin' a good job
So he wouldn't have to rob n***as, I'm a stick up kid
Finally get what we deserved
Instead of havin' to take what they give us Yeah, it's a struggle man but we takin' it
One bullet at a time
But it's kinda hard to get that monkey off your back
While that monkey still on your mind, on your mind Superman, faster than a speeding Cadillac
Able to leap tall buildings
When police is on your back, yeah
It's a bird, it's a plane, no It's Ghetto Superman, talk slick as Republicans
Sold almost as much dope as Uncle Sam
Your friendly neighborhood Superman It's a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, y'all
It's a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, y'all It's a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, y'all
It's a bird, it's a plane, no
It's Ghetto Superman, y'all