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    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"

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