Lyrics:

verse 1
We grow up in the gutter eatin peanut butter sandwhich's with no jam we looked up to the hustler's on the corner throat sore from screaming get yo money mane had dreams of moving on up to the big leads like geogre, weezy and florence but it's kinda hard when the police having you killed ? and re-arrested for old bench warnens yea its a struggle mane but we handle it the best we can only difference between the folks thats free and folks in jail is some of us got caught on our way to heaven takeing a short cut through hell
Chorus
Ghetto superman faster than a caddillic
able to leap tall building when police is on yo back (yea) it's a bird its a plane no its ghetto superman
tall slicker than ?
sold almost as much dope as uncle sam yo friendly neriborhood superman


verse 2
If you'd played on my playground you'll get use to hearing stay down (they shootin)losed 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(nigga im a stick up kid) finally get what we deserved instead of having to take what they gave us yea its a struggle mane but we takin it one bullet at a time but its kinda hard to get that monkey off ya back while that monkey still on ya mind on ya minnd
Chorus

its a bird its a plane no its ghetto superman ya'll (4x's)