Supahero Baby I’m your star, but you looking for a super hero And Superman don’t fly no more cause he ain’t one with the people He ain’t nowhere to be found, when he should be fighting evil
You make me whole It’s not the movies, but it fake the role I try to take control for the sake of soul But the only thing I get to do is scrape the bowl When God made me, said “break the mold” I put foot to the concrete and shake the road I don’t have powers like a caped crusader But I do have powers like an Ace invader Back in the days he had so much flavor He was so major to get you out of danger Now you can’t find him, and he’s just a stranger And if you did he’d probably give you the finger Your hit channel’s evil on your channel changer And your hero with a lifesaver threw you an anchor
I really don’t know what you thinking of I can’t make it wet from underneath my glove I can’t see through walls but I can see through you You dress up the ball but that’s all you do You fell for him, he didn’t fall for you And just me is what I got to offer you I don’t save the day, I just pave the way In the city of Gotham where every day’s a day I know it pays to play, but I ain’t playing I ain’t laying my coat down; know what I’m saying? You want lots of muscles and lots of green But my hustle and bustle is my only thing It ended all bad as my last song seems You need a star in your life and not in your dreams
Compositores: Edwin M Hayes Jr (Aceyalone), Ramble Jon Krohn (R J) ECAD: Obra #11499076