[Verse 1: Guru]

Aiiyo, I got one lyric pointed at your head for start

Another one is pointed at your weak ass heart

If I pull the trigger all these fully loaded rhymes

You wish you would have pulled the glock nine

I stop crime, drop dimes on fake gangsters and bitin ass niggaz

Yeah them studio pranksters, lookin at the situation plainly

Will you remain G or will you be looked upon strangely

I reign as the articulator with the data

Revolvin on task man yeah I'm doper than my last jam

While others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphors

I dig deep and torch both the true gore

Are you sure that your image ain't fantasy

What's all this bullshit you namin me

I ain't Superman but I stand here with proof

That you will meet your moment of truth



[DJ Premier cuts and scratches]

"I'm not Superman, I don't claim to be

but you be done by the seven if you fuck with me"



[Verse 2: Guru]

Thug you caught out there with no clout here

The atmosphere grows cold, the alcohol made you boom

Lets take the way you live with confidence you lackin defence

So now your knees are bend, you prayin for forgiveness

You was kinda up in this materialistic, plastic masquerade

Your thoughts will twist it, now your ass is played

Way to the waters of a motion

While I walk above loungin with my ghetto love

You thought your games was smooth as lotion

But the truth comes to light and push comes to shove

Fans are lookin at you, wantin to smack you

And stick up kids wantin to stick you and attack you

The way you act dude, makes me cute I must refute

All comments from you, coops, my sly loops and singing hooks

With all the flavor, walk around with your suitable rudeboy behavior

Come on, what you think this is? Yo this ain't T.V. or the movies

And fuck all the showbiz put up the he(?) aligned divine save you

You got no hand skillz there's no security to save ya

No pager no celly no drop top Benzy

I came to bring your fake hip hop to an ending

I ain't Superman but I stand here with proof

That you will meet your moment of truth



[DJ Premier cuts and scratches]

"I'm not Superman, I don't claim to be

but you be done by the seven if you fuck with me"