Artist: Pac Div
Album:  GMB
Song:   No Superman
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

I already know I ain't invincible now
We in these nigga scopes
Mama said the realest ones always got to strip the cope
Fuck all the fame we gon' lead the game with our soul
Jedi minded we ain't never change niggas know
That's how this shit go they build you up to back you down
Though it's wrong nigga chain smoke and black and malls
Four sips from black channel one song from Bill Gaten
Classics in the catalogue niggas still hating
Not from trees but from cheese nigga still hanging
Lost my heart with my brother but we still kept playing
Life's a catch, 22, put a spark to my blunt
Round my stress in the blue I ain't superman

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I ain't superman
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We start out like tap holes in mama's tummy
And come out likes assholes wanting money
It's me myself and all the ones who love me
'Cause when I'm on they doin' nothing for me
Superficial shit be buggin' me like
All the superficial bitches fuck with me right
We make the superficial sound lovely right
I sell you a dream that you gon' fuck with me right
Is this shit too smart
Am I saying too much, is this shit too art?
Is your bitch that bad do you really put on
Nigga is that your car
Life's a catch 22, put a spark to my joint
Join the trust in my brew
I ain't superman

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I ain't superman
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Now the real shit gon' come home it's been decades
To get his bullshit spread over the air waves
My head hurting like I'm writing 10 essays
My head hurting like I'm fighting 10 esses
Eyes hazy blowing on kush crazy
Less TV more books lately home body
Flow galley, dress look crazy
Nigga think I'm from the bush baby
Bars make 'em push daisies
Alpha omega, problem is solution
And your in conclusion
In the start and the finish
In the thuggle war between this art and this business
This why a nigga got to play it smart with decisions
A cold symbolism and his art pay attention
Pegan messages these niggas lost their religion
Make them false prophets the rhyme prophets
They get fate to choose confront them they go off topic
Don't compare me to these prop objects
You wouldn't compare Fred Segal to Hot Topic
All braids and beads yea it's called logic
Getting braid from freaks we meet at your college
We using raw knowledge
Narc shoppers all conscience like quarley
Niggas think I'm walley women wanna parlay
When I was down and out ain't nobody wanna calm me
See me on my grind now they all late, but I ain't no superman

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I ain't superman
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