Brown Super Man

2004 revolution
Aw yeah, woo

I hit the loose juice, Ant pulls up in the deuce
He gives me the scoop about the fake ass truce
How ese's out there wanna play
I took another hit of the wet and then I blast away (How far, Down?)
Far enough to go off the edge
And push another vato off the ledge
So I stumble as I slide to the Chevy
Yeah, my eyes kinda teary and gun kinda heavy
I'm a walking dead man is what they call me when I'm comin'
Got the big S on my chest, so I'm kinda gunnin'
High powered on my way to the East Side
To check up on some chicks
It's a hell of a drive, so drive on
As I hit my dodo stick to the break of dawn
Crime fighting's what I do
And homies in my hood don't take lightly to you bustas
And so we say, "Fuck you"
Then buck you, tuck you in for the night
As you think about the paper at the funeral site
So when I'm hangin' with my homies, and we in demand
I feel good that the homies in the varrio call me brown superman

Does anybody know
Brown Superman
Does anybody know
Brown Superman
Has anybody seen
Brown Superman
Does anybody know
Brown Superman

*phone rings*answering machine message*
Yo, this Hutch, I ain't in right now
But uh, leave somethin' at the beep
You know I'm out flossin' and tossin', dippin' and trippin'
You know what I'm sayin'?"
Ayy yo, Hutch, this is Down
The west coast Mexican gangsta rap superhero
Ay, dog, let's go do brown Superman ese

Now it was once said by an old O.G
Always tryna come up, yeah, and that's the key
Uh, 'cause where I'm from it's like a curse
'Cause see, once in a lifetime everybody did some dirt
I guess it got to me the same
So at the age of 15, I entered the dope game
I had my game locked up tight
In the day I went to school, but I clocked all night
And when I went to class I always felt asleep
But I was out like a motherfucker, if somebody beeped
My teacher said, "Boy, can't it wait?"
I said, "No, I got to put some mo' icing on my cake."
I think I saved about 50 G's
I bought a truck, a house, and a Coupe on D's
Moms is trippin' but she really don't know
All I'm thinkin' is she ain't on the county no mo'
Before my mama fuck with the county again
I'd rather take the risk of doin' 5 to 10
I'm not takin' no checks, I'm straight makin' them checks
So now we deserve to get what we wanna get
I got my mama up outta there
Because y'all motherfuckers just don't care
Uh, you really wanna know why I sold scum?
Because my mama to me comes number one
Now you sucker motherfuckers don't understand
But to my mama (Who are you?)
I'm her real Brown Superman

Does anybody know
Brown Superman
Does anybody know
Brown Superman
Has anybody seen
Brown Superman
Does anybody know
Brown Superman

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