The - Superman Lyrics
Ayo Ron, me up a little bit Ayo Blaze, you back on ya shit About to turn me into a motherfuckin' or somethin' From now on, gon' need some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me Yeah!
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Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Starin' at New York City the ghost of Biggie My state the crime rate I think I'm Gotti Hit niggaz in the head, that all red Ferrari Like the Liberace Diamonds Versace The Game on, the whole world sit down and watch me The The new Jay I dove In the pot And got Mixed with soda The cobra The Costra Nostalgia 2 snub nose .38's inside gucci me a +Young Gun+ but im not from +Philly+ But its a whole lotta +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef it I'm about to blaze, bungee jump off a with no rope The Game ain't no That Wayne shit will get yo ass laid out I'm Clark Under dark But you can me
It's a bird, a plane Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I leap over buildings If a nigga my millions
you gotta see Superman You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09
It's Faster a speedin' bullet I pull it you can blame it on
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Hit the with the white powder Fiends jumpin' from the free throw line like Dwight the capes on I spit the type of crack they waitin' on be right back Told you it take long Fuck wit my I'm in ya ass like thong Black out the Porsche drillin' on the Cover the California and park the shit around the block Jump out the phone wit infrared's on the glocks On some Call of shit, a real life Xbox My flow is A snake ice on Marble floors through the mansion to roll my dice on up Coca Cola chasin' at my superpowers You cowards That Peter Parker get yo ass laid out Pull Escalade out Motherfucker
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I over tall buildings If a nigga touch my
Yeah you see Superman You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane ridin' in that '09 Vet?
It's Faster than a speedin' I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
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Fuck Batman and Bring that Batmobile Compton Nigga, rob em Escalade trucks Parelli's all up And this .38 will knock the beak off of Duck cap Cover my waves tip cover my ass covered by my army surplus ski mask Welcome to the chronic ash in the bomb The ash trays The days Of I was greasin' my the D-boys do Box it like Tarver, i can see Roy, too vision, I can see a decoy too I'll bring the fuckin' Lions out like do Yeah, die I'm over sky scarpers Like five When it come to my And I stop 'til i can buy Vegas You fuckin' The Man of Steel, a.k.a.
It's a bird, a plane Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I leap over buildings If a touch my millions
you gotta see Superman You see "S" on my vest? And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in '09 Vet?
Superman Faster than a speedin' I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
Yeah Me and Just Blaze in this Sky High on you Yeah I'm Compton askin' me if I still live in the hood, nigga I'm a motherfuckin' millionaire, I had to move, Know where I now?! In the sky And all you ass niggaz that hatin' me Sweepin' dirt on my name what I'ma do to you niggaz?! I'ma fly up, up and away on you ass niggaz G4 Black Wall, Wall yeah I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Blaze! I no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman Up, up and away!