Goddamn, even Superman shot himself
Blew his mind couldnt save the wealth
Maybe he read the Sunday paper
Murder front page death and rape
I cant see through the haze of the hazy
Its the little things that drive a man crazy
You know what I mean I know why he did it
Too slow to outwit it, get it
His cape was red, but so was his blood
Man of steel fell with a thud
Taken out by a villain whos willin to stand in line
And do the time you hated cause life brings death that life has created
And do you understand when I say its the little things that break the man
By the way are you feeling it bit by bit
Piece by piece theyre stealing it
Bite the dust hit the deck theyre dealing it
Youve got to give it up
Sometimes I feel so stupid
Sometimes I feel so low
Sometimes I think of all the things that Ill never know
Sometimes I dont know what to do
But most motherfuckers dont have a clue
Open your eyes see out the inside the point of the point of the point
you cant hide from the shit thats all around funky ghetto of the mind
that brings you down
Cant shake it til you give it up, sell your soul, or dont give a fuck
Takin you out superhero style your fingers on the trigger
Wishing you were bigger all the while youve got the soul with rigor mortis
Like Travis Bickle said, "Suck on this"
Youve got the soul with rigor mortis
Suck on this
The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss
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