[Intro: Chris Webby] I always wanted to be a superhero man Have my own super power and shit Well now I do
[Verse 1: Chris Webby] I grew up an only child, young Webby in the playpen Just me and my giant imagination Playing with my ninja turtles and my spacemen And reading books instead of going out to make friends Other kids liked girls and they played sports I was in my own world on a strange course Everywhere, I had a pen in my hand It's like being a rapper was already the plan But nahh, I was writing short stories and drawing pictures My creative energy was off the Richter Looking up to superheroes in my comics The love and respect that they got's what I wanted But how could I do it, my skills seem useless Up until I got introduced to rap music I fell in love that day, and I knew That just maybe I could have a super power too
[Hook: Chris Webby] I'm going crazy, that's what they said but I kept it moving Cause this dream's all I got even if they all said I could never do it But I never slowed down I just kept my head straight 'til I made a movement And now... I'm feeling super human
[Verse 2: Chris Webby] Years went by and I kept on practicing Even when it seemed the shit was never happening Freestyle cyphers on a blunt ride after them High school parties, writing songs, rap battling Had me thinking that my super powers were building Starting feeling I could really change the world with what I'd written Still continued to write, made a conscious decision To keep it real on the mic and give em my life Through the good bad and ugly, my fans still rock with me Fuck a gimmick, my gimmick is brutal honesty And they respect that, so I show respect back Since that first time at school that I took off my pen cap Wrote my first bars, scribbled lyrics at my desk In a five subject notebook and I filled every section Page after page as my skills kept channeling Young Anakin, now the force can't handle him
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[Verse 3: Chris Webby] My super powers have evolved better look out Shit I'm Gambit with a full house Magneto in a metal room Imhotep when he left the tomb Superman in the air now I'm Scott Summers in a stare down No one's stepping to the shit I'm doing I'm here and I'm super human
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