Black Superman

"You heard about what's goin' on in there?" "Heard a lotta bullshit cocked, I know that much" "This isn't bullshit, my friend" "Do you know somethin'?" "Don't listen" "What'd you know?" "Maybe I do and maybe I don't" "What I say is that they ain't got no business negotiating" "We gonna be goin' back in there wit' a bullet for everybody in the yard" "Oh, is that right?" "We do it now, we do it later, later it can be no use" "Am I right Al?" "Now, wait, wait, wait minute, Frank" "We gotta a lotta angry guys in there Black Muslims, Panthers, Young Lords Besides your average anti-social" "So we gotta go in right, clean they're clocks" ('94 revolution) I hit the loose juice, and pulls up in the deuce He gives me the scoop about the fake ass truce And how nigga's out there wanna play I take another hit of the way and then I blast away (How far playa?) 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 walkin' 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 busters, and so we say f******u Then buck you, tuck you in for the night As you think about the paper at the funeral sight So when I'm hangin' wit' the click and we in demand I feel good that the city of angel's call me Black Superman Yeah-yeah Now everybody sing, 'Black Superman' Yeah-yeah Does anybody know Black Superman? Yeah-yeah Everybody sing, 'Black Superman' Yeah-yeah Does anybody know Black Superman? Yeah-yeah "Yo, this Hutch, I ain't in right now But uh, leave a message at the beep You know I'm out flossin', tossin', dippin' and trippin' You know what I'm sayin'?" "Ayy, Hutch, man, uh, they just raided yo' mama's house, man, um I don't know what they got, but um I'm broke, man Uh, they lookin' for us, man Call me over Peach's house, man" Now it was once said by a ol' 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 fifteen, I entered the dope game I had my cane locked up tight In the day I went to school, but I clocked all night And when I went to class I always fell asleep But I was out like a motherfucker, if somebody beeped My teacher say, "Boy, can't it wait?" I said, "No, I got to put some mo' icin' on my cake" I think I saved about fifty Gs 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 fucked wit' the county again I'd rather take the risk of doin' five to ten I'm not takin' a check, I'm straight makin' the checks So now we deserve to get what we wanna get I got my mama up outta there Because y'all motherfucker's just don't care Uh, you really wanna know why I sold scum? Because my mama to me comes number one Now you sucka motherfucker's don't understand But to my mama, I'm her real Black Superman Yeah-yeah Does anybody know Black Superman? Yeah-yeah Now everybody sing, 'Black Superman' Yeah-yeah Does anybody know Black Superman? Now everybody sing, 'Black Superman' (yeah-yeah) Yeah-yeah