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