[*dialogue from the movie "Above the Law"*]
"You heard about what's goin on in there?"
"Heard a lotta bullshit cocked, I know that much"
"This isn't bullshit my friend"
"Do you know somethin?"
"Don't listen" "What'd you know?"
"Maybe I do and maybe I don't"
"What I say is that they ain't got no business negotitaing"
"We gonna be goin back in they're wit a bullet for every yard"
"Is that right?"
"We do it now, we do it later, later it can be new use"
"Am I right Al?"
"Well, wait, wait minute Frank"
"We gotta a lotta angry guys in they're, black muslims
Panther's, Young Lord"
"Besides you average anti-social"
"So we gotta go in right, clean they're clocks"
(Verse 1: KMG)
I hit the loose juice, and pulls up in the duece
He gives me the scoop about the fake ass troops
And how nigga's out they're wanna play
I take another hit of the way, and then I blast away
How far playa?Far enough to go off the edge
I push another nigga off the ledge
So I stumble as I slide to the chevy
Yeah my eyes kinda teary, and gun kinda heavy
I'm a walking dead man is what they call me when I'm comin
Got the big S on my chest, so I'm kinda gunnin
High powered on my way too the west side
To check upon on some chickens, it's a hell of a drive, so drive on
As I hit my dodo stick to the break of dawn
Crime fightings what I do, and nigga's in my crew
Don't take lightly, to you busta's, and so we say fuck you
Then buck you, tuck you in for the night
As you think about the paper at the funeral sight
So when I'm hangin wit the click, and we in demand
I feel good that the city of angel's call me black superman
(Chorus: Repeat 2x)
*Computer Voice*
Now everybody sing, black superman
Now everybody know, black super
