Superhero ft. Lord Ra Lyrics

Shoulder to earth, first name basis, nothing I can't lift

Sliding home, officer, no plaintiffs Live under surveillance

Maintenance trim just enough so you ain't shit

Gunpowder shots in the dark, pour the proper off my black lips

Chicken grease in the chapstick

Known by the bank as Mr. Back End

Bless the black art of magic, it's all my

Favorite part

If I'm being candid, can the empathy step in?

I've had a long night posturing, like I don't give a fuck about this shit

But hurting obvious, I reach out Octavius

I was made for this, yes I'm handsome

Don't know where your lady is

Stop that baby shit, I'm on fourth or fifth

Still cradle to grave this bitch, Hennessy the craziest

Traversing deep water without a hint

Left stroke and caught a fish, right stroke and caught a hit

Mother Earth sing why I'm holding it, no vocalist

I brought the coast, hope again

Hope my body be my soul again

Lil Ricky Rubin the system, booming this Jiggy music

Catch my ass on the prime time like Patrick Ewing

But my man shooting 'Fah Fah's and handle two of 'em

Jiggy only hold spot lights to block the shooter

This feel like gospel music, this feel like rock or blues

Or something that I thought of sooner

Well you know Jiggy, he just simply on all kind of new shit

It ain't hard to tell just how well he doing

Let's just be for real, who can really do this

Made this on my iPhone and fucking looped it

Asked me for a rhyme, I supplied a few of 'em

Tried a couple lines, never used them Instead

I'm singing shades on, Ye's on looking like I play ball

Aye dawg, you gon' need to take your chain off

The superhero I might fuck around and save y'all