Look! Up in the sky!

It's a bird...

It's a plane!

Hee hee hee hee naw! It's Sooperman Lover baby!



Daddy Daddy!

Would you please read us a story?

Alright get over here and sit yo big ass down

Lemme tell you about the Sooperman Lover...



Verse 1



Ayo I was out to lunch and shit

Puffin' on a blunt to get my head read(y)

Boogie'n to my walkman

With an "S" on my chest

(Bust a move!)

Yes I'm a Superhero, don't forget

I smoke mad niggas

So to hell with cigarettes

But anyway,

Let's get back to this skit

You know who the fuck I am

So git off that ol' bull-SHUCKS

Lunchtime was up, (FUCK!!)

Let me jet, Or i'll collect unemployment bucks

On the way back, black,

I spotted this object, a stray cat

Stuck in a tree

With a tag that says that:

"If found,

Please return to this address"

(How did you see it)?

Nigga! Wit my X-Ray eye set!

Like "Pchoooooooww"!

I jetted to the closest phone-booth

Quick fast,

I dipped into my Sooperlover suit...



(I can leap,

tall buildings

In a single bound...)



BOOOM!!!!

Right through the fuckin' phone-booth ceiling!

(IT'S A PLANE!)

Naw, Sooperman Lover's the name

I can slam King-Kong

And pick up freight trains

On a mission,

To save this cat/that was wishin'

He was in his litter

Watchin' Fritz on channel 6'n

Relaxin'

feet cocked-up/ just a little

With a cod cocktail

And a bowl, of tender vittles

I snatched, him

Took off through the air like a pigeon

Quick so he won't start

meowin' and bitchin'

The letter in cat's tag address (?)

said THE PROJECTS

(Elevator's broke!)

So I had to take the back steps

(Knock, Knock)

The door opened

then my eyes swole

from this BADASS DAME (Damn!)

Sippin' a quart of "Old Gold"

-"Yo, is this your cat?"

-"Awww, yes! Where'd you find him at?"

-"He was stuck in a tree,

Around Uptown Manhattan"

-"Well how the hell did you save him?

Are you Police/Undercover?"

-"Naw baby,

The "S" on my chest stands for:"





Chorus: Sooperman Lover (Yeah!)

Baby call him the Sooperman Lover

Something wrong...

Something wrong, indeed

Something wrong. Yes, yes indeed...



Verse 2



She was grateful

Lookin' for ways to repay me

No money,

A donut, and some..uhm coffee maybe?

Of course

What kind of sauce(?) did I take?

Make my donut Jelly

And my coffee Sanka

We sat,

Unhooked the cape from the back

She felt my arms

'Cause my pythons looked stacked

"Goddamn, Sooperlover!

Yo shit looks thick

Tell me, how strong are you

With muscles like this? (you bad motherfucker!)"



(I'm stronger than a locomotive)



I'll keep hittin ya like Rocky

She ran to the room

And came back with a (?)

Negligee, high-heeled shoes,

Wit' a blunt in her mouth

Ready to roll up,

Hey hold up/ she had the dollar fold(ed) up

To mix the coke with the smoke

Yo, she was no joke

She took a sniff,

Some got on her top lip

That bitch stuck out her tounge

and gave her top lip a lick

and said: -"Here baby, hit it."

-"Naw baby, I ain't wit' it

You'd need more than a body

To make me wanna hit that shit!"

But I'll hit the blunt

So she took out her fronts

Cracked the philly

Opened the bag and laid out the skunk

Then I took a long pull

It was hype/ outtasite

We ran into the bedroom

So I cracked my pants for head room

Later, tossed the covers

And oh, brother! I was wit' it

Ready to hit it

Asked my dick, "YO, WHASSUP GEE?"

"Yo man, shit's thick"

Licked her down her belly

And kissed her on her back

Stuck my hands betewwn the legs

And I felt the bozack(!)

As big as mine (YO!)

This bitch must be craze,

So I threw my suit on

And I was Swayze...

'Cause I'm the:



Chorus