ABOVE THE LAW – BLACK SUPERMAN

Lyrics

[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: x2]
[Computer Voice]
Now everybody sing, black superman
Now everybody know, black superman
Everybody sing, black superman
Now everybody know, black superman
[Phone rings&Hutch's answering machine picks up]
Yo this Hutch, I ain't in right now
But uh, leave a message at the beep
You know I'm out flossin&tossin, dippin and trippin
You know what I'm sayin
[KMG]
Aye Hutch man uh, they just leavin yo mama's house, um
I don't know what they got, but um
Man, they lookin for us man
Call me over peaches house(hangs up phone)
[Verse 2: Hutch]
Now it was once said by a known loc G
Always tryna come up, and yeah that's a G
Uh, cause when I bomb it's like a curse
Cause see once in a lifetime, everybody did some dirt
I guess it got to me the same
So at the age of 15, I enterted the dope game
I had my cane locked up tight
In the day I went to school, but I clarked all night
And when I went to class I always feel asleep
But I was out like a motherfucker, if somebody beeped
My teacher said, "boy can't it wait?"
I said, "naw I got to put some mo' icin on my cake"
I think I saved about 50 G's
I bought a truck, a house, and a coup on D's
Moms is trippin, but she really don't know
All I'm thinkin is she ain't on the county no mo'
Before my mama fucked wit the county again
I'd rather take the risk of doin 5-10
I'm not takin a chase, I'm staright makin a chase
So now we deserve, to get what we wanna get
I got my mama up outta they're
Because y'all motherfucker's just don't care
Uh, you really wanna know why I sold scum?
Because my mama to me comes number one
Now you sucka motherfucker's don't understand
But to my mama, I'm her real black superman
[Chorus: x2]

Paroles (Traduction)

[Dialogue du film "Above the Law"]
"Tu as entendu ce qui se passe là-dedans ?"
"J'ai entendu beaucoup de conneries, ça je le sais."
"Ce n'est pas des conneries, mon ami."
"Tu sais quelque chose ?"
"N'écoute pas." "Qu'est-ce que tu sais ?"
"Peut-être que je sais, peut-être que je ne sais pas."
"Ce que je dis, c'est qu'ils n'ont pas à négocier."
"On va y retourner avec une balle pour chaque mètre."
"C'est ça ?"
"On le fait maintenant, on le fait plus tard, plus tard ça peut être utile."
"J'ai raison, Al ?"
"Eh bien, attends, attends une minute, Frank."
"Il y a beaucoup de gars en colère là-bas, des musulmans noirs, des Panthères, des Young Lords."
"En plus de vos antisociaux habituels."
"Donc on doit y aller, les remettre à leur place."
[Couplet 1: KMG]
Je prends un verre, et j'arrive dans la Deuce
Il me donne des infos sur les faux soldats
Et comment les mecs là-bas veulent jouer
Je prends une autre bouffée, puis je tire
Jusqu'où, mec ? Assez pour tomber
Je pousse un autre mec du rebord
Alors je titube en me dirigeant vers la Chevy
Mes yeux sont un peu larmoyants, et le flingue est lourd
On m'appelle un mort-vivant quand j'arrive
J'ai le grand S sur ma poitrine, donc je fonce
Puissant, en route vers l'ouest
Pour vérifier quelques affaires, c'est un sacré trajet, alors je roule
Alors que je fume mon joint jusqu'à l'aube
Je fais de la lutte contre le crime, et mes gars
Ne prennent pas les choses à la légère, on vous dit merde
Puis on vous flingue, on vous met au lit
Pendant que vous pensez à l'argent au moment des funérailles
Donc quand je traîne avec la bande, et qu'on est

Thématique La vie de gangster

Style G-funk

Keywords Gangsta, West coast

Entités normées Eazy-E, Pomona