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[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
It's a Superman lover...

[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet
And these fucking little faggots don't believe it's Ghost
Well, surprise mothafucka, Starkey Love got breakfast
Got some steaming hot biscuits, you can eat this toast
Shots blow through ya meatloaf and lace ya back
Turn you over like a pancake and take ya gat
That's not damn near the half of it
Cops came, said the Killahs ain't risk game and the flow's so accurate
Anything's possible, black, you mad profitable
Waste no time, breath, air on popping you
Put you on the guest list, go dance with death
The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left
See the spooks in, goths in, devils in, fire's in
You dwelling in hell where them snitch niggaz lyin, friend
Ya skin start bubbling from in the hot oven
Say peace to my man down there, K-Dozen
It's Ghost, pressing y'all clowns on the regular
Dead you on a five pack, then take ya cellular
Don't get it twisted, black, cuz I'll bury ya
This is just weed money, the more, the merrier

[Chorus: singer]
They call me the Superman lover
Said, they call me the Superman lover
Yeah, plus I'm wrong...

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, G4 jets with like three and four pets
Sex, Beck's, chicken and hens, all the same sex
Walk through the Amazon, spilling Dom, Moet
To find my way back I gotta leave a trail of bagettes
My tongue's like a four-pound, my game is ill
Twist a chick like a Rubik's cube, now what's the deal?
Chocolate, light skin, meet Mr. Excitement
Got my D.D.L. on me, that's my Dick 'em Down License
Never wife 'em, strike just like lightning
I stay piping, hype just like Hype is
Bitches wanna see me and my rindstone drawers
Call in sick at work, then they take off
For me, spread 'em out for Starky
My mouth may drizzle like BizMarkie
I get it in like any car key
My stroke is on, I'm never rusty
Uh-uh, but if you wanna play, this is what you gonna say
That I got the best D, he could hit it all day
Something like a rising star that's on Broadway
Sex real live with a Illmatic foreplay

[Chorus]

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Oh shit, it's that Bally, it's that slick Bally
'88 material, little niggaz don't know nothing about this though
Check it out y'all (look) come on (look) yeah, come on
(Up in the sky) When I'm at the bar, or in a rented car (look)
(You'll see me flying by) Ya see the jewerly truck, don't touch
Yeah, yeah, come on, when I'm in the streets
Might show you the heat (look, flying straight past ya)

[Chorus]

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me)
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
Toney Starks Radio right here
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
Smooth FM, you know how we do, come on
Wave ya hand in the air like this
Mami, wave ya hands in the air like this
Put 'em up if you trying to get rich
Put 'em up if you trying to get rich
Uh, that's right, get rich
Let's go, that's right, get rich
Ghostface, Ghostface...
Staten Island, New York, what up
[Intro: people whispering]   Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)   What did y'all discover?   Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)   It's a Superman lover...      [Ghostface Killah]   Yeah, yeah, yeah   Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet   And these fucking little faggots don't believe it's Ghost   Well, surprise mothafucka, Starkey Love got breakfast   Got some steaming hot biscuits, you can eat this toast   Shots blow through ya meatloaf and lace ya back   Turn you over like a pancake and take ya gat   That's not damn near the half of it   Cops came, said the Killahs ain't risk game and the flow's so accurate   Anything's possible, black, you mad profitable   Waste no time, breath, air on popping you   Put you on the guest list, go dance with death   The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left   See the spooks in, goths in, devils in, fire's in   You dwelling in hell where them snitch niggaz lyin, friend   Ya skin start bubbling from in the hot oven   Say peace to my man down there, K-Dozen   It's Ghost, pressing y'all clowns on the regular   Dead you on a five pack, then take ya cellular   Don't get it twisted, black, cuz I'll bury ya   This is just weed money, the more, the merrier      [Chorus: singer]   They call me the Superman lover   Said, they call me the Superman lover   Yeah, plus I'm wrong...      [Ghostface Killah]   Aiyo, G4 jets with like three and four pets   Sex, Beck's, chicken and hens, all the same sex   Walk through the Amazon, spilling Dom, Moet   To find my way back I gotta leave a trail of bagettes   My tongue's like a four-pound, my game is ill   Twist a chick like a Rubik's cube, now what's the deal?   Chocolate, light skin, meet Mr. Excitement   Got my D.D.L. on me, that's my Dick 'em Down License   Never wife 'em, strike just like lightning   I stay piping, hype just like Hype is   Bitches wanna see me and my rindstone drawers   Call in sick at work, then they take off   For me, spread 'em out for Starky   My mouth may drizzle like BizMarkie   I get it in like any car key   My stroke is on, I'm never rusty   Uh-uh, but if you wanna play, this is what you gonna say   That I got the best D, he could hit it all day   Something like a rising star that's on Broadway   Sex real live with a Illmatic foreplay      [Chorus]      [Interlude: Ghostface Killah (sample)]   Oh shit, it's that Bally, it's that slick Bally   '88 material, little niggaz don't know nothing about this though   Check it out y'all (look) come on (look) yeah, come on   (Up in the sky) When I'm at the bar, or in a rented car (look)   (You'll see me flying by) Ya see the jewerly truck, don't touch   Yeah, yeah, come on, when I'm in the streets   Might show you the heat (look, flying straight past ya)      [Chorus]      [Outro: Ghostface Killah (sample)]   Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me)   Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt   Toney Starks Radio right here   Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt   Smooth FM, you know how we do, come on   Wave ya hand in the air like this   Mami, wave ya hands in the air like this   Put 'em up if you trying to get rich   Put 'em up if you trying to get rich   Uh, that's right, get rich   Let's go, that's right, get rich   Ghostface, Ghostface...   Staten Island, New York, what up