Black Superman

You heard about what's goin' on in there
Heard a lot of bullshit talk, ain't that much
This isn't bullshit my friend (you know something?)
No, it's- (what do you know?) Maybe I do, maybe I don't
What I'd say is they got no business negotiating
We'll be goin' back in there with a bullet for everyone in the yard

Huh, is that right?
We do it now or we do it later, later ain't gonna be no use
Am I right Al? (No, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute man)
There're alot of angry guys in there, black Muslim, panther, young lords
Beside you, the average anti-social- (so we gotta go in right? Clean our Glocks)

I hit the loose juice, and pulls up in the duece
He gives me the scoop about the fake ass troops
And how nigga's out there wanna play
I take another hit of the way, and then I blast away
How far player? Far enough to go off the edge
I push another nigga 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 West Side
To check upon on some chickens, 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 nigga's in my crew don't take lightly, to you busta's, 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 the click, and we in demand
I feel good that the city of angel's call me Black Superman

Now everybody sing
Black Superman
Now everybody know
Black Superman
Now everybody sing
Black Superman
Now everybody know
Black Superman

Yo, this Hutch, I ain't in right now
But, uh, please, leave a message at the beep
You know I'm out flossin', tossin', dippin' and trippin'
You know what I'm sayin?
Aye, Hutch, man, uh, they just leavin' yo' mama's house, uh
I don't know what they got, a broke man, uh
Man, they lookin' for us man
Call me over Peaches house, man

Now it was once said by a known Loc G
"Always tryna come up", and yeah, that's a G
Uh, 'cause when I bomb, 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 cane locked up tight

In the day I went to school, but I clock all night
And when I went to class, I always feel 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' icin' on my cake"

I think I saved about 50 Gs
I bought a truck, a house, and a coup on D's
Mom's is trippin', but she really don't know
All I'm thinkin' is she ain't on the county no mo'
Before my mama fucked with the county again
I'd rather take the risk of doin' five or ten
I'm not takin' a chase, I'm straight makin' a chase

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 sucka motherfuckers don't understand
But to my mama, I'm her real-real Black Superman

Now everybody know
Black Superman
Now everybody sing (Black Superman)
Now everybody know
Black Superman
Now everybody sing (Black Superman)