Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Superhero, artist - Souls Of Mischief. Album song Adrian Younge Presents: There Is Only Now, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Linear Labs
Song language: English
Ghetto Superhero |
Ghetto super- Smashing through the sky |
And he ain’t neva had a cape but he so fly |
When you have a problem he’ll be by your side |
He’s on the scene, crispy and clean |
Ghetto super- Dashing through the night |
Bet that you can cut the tension with a knife |
Haven’t seen a thing like this in all your life |
Cause he’s the ghetto super- Fate is on his side |
Moving like a shadow in the dark of night |
Let me tell you brother man he’s out of sight |
Where does he go? |
Nobody knows |
(Watch out, watch out) |
When I take my time and really think about the choices that I’ve made |
It doesn’t leave a doubt the killing’s not my lane |
I want my freedom and a bullet don’t stop the pain |
Unless it’s me that gets popped |
Ghetto superhero defend you if you a zero |
Been looking for new Dinero to get me some cool apparel |
Through the narrow streets and perilous metropolis city blocks |
In the ghetto we the cops til the beat stops we’ll be needing Glocks |
Defeating demeaning plots for freedom keeping it hot |
Ghetto super- Master of disguise |
You can see the danger in his eyes |
If you’re in trouble then just drop a dime |
We’re called the ghetto super- Has his hand in crime |
He can give a damn about one time |
He warned you twice don’t act surprised |
He’s on the scene, crispy and clean |
(silence) — Capture him they try |
He’s never going down without a fight |
He disappears within a flash of light |
Where does he go? |
Nobody knows |
(Watch out, watch out) |
Any villain who’s dumb enough to be illin' |
Run amok in my vigilant vision finna feel it |
Come thunderous on they skillet |
Some murderous I’ma kill it |
I mastered my metaphysics |
I passed it by several digits |
My leverage heavy infinite |
Every minute time is tickin' |
Drop a dime, shine the signal |
See my barehanded grapple any midget foe |
With a kingpin fetish perish |
They never leave a blemish |
Any man or machine phantom menace |
Better let the ghetto superhero handle his business |
In the concrete jungle |
He is always in a rumble |
He may slip and he may stumble |
But he won’t falllllllll! |
Ghetto super- They ask who is that guy |
He’s got front, back and side to side |
Smack you in the face and make you cry |