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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?)
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)
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