Lupe Fiasco - American Terrorist Pt. 2 lyrics

[Verse 1] Through the fire, smoke, and broken rubble Walks the secret life, bullet-proof and bulging muscle d**h-defying, highest flying over trouble Can you please come and help us out our hopeless struggles? Sympathy is wearing off and dying out In the face of all these enemies and crying out Losing all this energy from finding out The world is filled with ills, ever so close to timing out [Hook] Where, are those heroes? Where, are those super-heroes? [Verse 2] Pondering, that super-villain's got a point Told the captain on the roof while they was smoking joints Flicked the ashes down into the street below Looked up, said he hate the city now, even though He swore that he'd protect it when he landed Their perspective's now changed, all pretty much abandoned The captain spray cologne around and said he understand it It's getting hard to separate the saints from the satanic [Hook] [Verse 3] Last remarks, they did it to themselves I k**ed off heaven, now I live in hell So complicit in their own non-survival Told them that they biggest rival is inside you I do possess the power to revive you But if I did that, I'd just have to fight you Cause you truly are the hero and the villain The world stood froze, hearing a truth so chilling Reporters stopped filming, somebody shouted, "k** him!" He looked back in disgust and flew up through the ceiling Busted through the roof and kicked over the building Before it hit the ground, a younger hero flew around And put it on his shoulders, said you're naive now But believe, you'll believe me when you're older Every asteroid you stop and bomb you fly up into space You ain't saving them from danger, you're keeping danger safe [Hook] [Outro] In my hands, all the peace and all the glory In my hands In my hands In my hands, all the peace and all the glory In my hands In my hands