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guante & big cats – no capes lyrics

[verse 1]
they found superman’s body behind a chinese buffet
cape over his head wedged between dumpsters
none other and i ain’t dude’s biggest fan
but two kryptonite bullets?
it’s just messed up that we went out like such a sucker
just got bucked like one of us would
but it’s poetic justice he’d die in southside metropolis
just look up in the sky
ain’t no birds no planes and no solutions
just a permanent curtain of smog fl!ckered to life by light pollution
superman was a hero to most but he never meant sh-t to me
just little more than a prisoner with a life sentence
honoring us roaches with his friendship
but look who he defended
policy property and investments
their truth, justice and american way;
but that was never our direction
we were forced into lookin’ to the sky for protection that never came
as he battled robots for the status quo, not for the people
and tried to spin it into good vs. evil
but this is not a movie for us
tryin’ to one-take life don’t look for the sequel;
look for the steeple, ring every bell as though god had fallen
and was fertilizing h-ll and we are not faithful;
we just know flight doesn’t make you an angel

[hook]
the day after superman died
everybody stopped lookin’ up in the sky
and started lookin’ down at the ground like we have been heroes here this whole time
the day after superman died most of us just got back on the grind
‘cause there is work to be done, yo
no capes but we stay fly

[verse 2]
my hero is the janitor who organizes afterschool programs in his off time
my hero is the amateur rapper who only makes twenty dollars but spits all night
my hero is the independent journalist working under pressure that i can’t imagine
my hero has gotta be the single mother workin’ two jobs yet still findin’ time to splash the canvas
my hero is the union organizer who stays disillusioned
but he keeps movin’ he says it’s for the movement and even if he doesn’t live to see it
he’ll make improvements for his kids believe it
my hero, is not a household name she just runs a household day after day, no excuses
her superpower’s dinner made on minimum wage for two teens and a first generation college student
my heros, are refugees, illegal immigrants sending money back home
conscious thugs, g-y rappers and hip hop feminists
who never had sh-t but a dream and some backbone
and none of us wear capes;
none of us will ever be president
none of us will ever be superman
we can only jump so high
but feet to the earth we are so fly

- guante big cats lyrics

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