Soopaman Lova IV
Redman Lyrics


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yo yo Yo Yo YO!
YO! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy
That nigga SWV loose they cool for
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
Ah hah AH HAH ah hah AH HAH
Ah hahahaha hah ha

Yo yo I'm usually flyin through the motherfuckin air
but the utility belt on my underwear need repairs
So I be in back of the bus unwrappin a Dutch
Left court for child support bitch attackin my bucks (WHY?)
They want to fuck with certified private eye
Every week, check stubs to show the judge I got a job
Damn this; Soopaman used to stack them chips
Now I'm broke cause little kids riding Batman dick
I'm not a hater but the Caped Crusader blockin my dough
And I'll let off before I push broom on HBO for Mr. Show
I'm critically acclaimed; but the press'll fuck my name up
Police is lookin for me, call the mayor he'a hang up
Nowhere to run to and Brownstone even know it
So I pack the fo'-fifth, and the ice on your wrist, forfeit
No game; slappin all hoes who got the fame
Then I rob em with chickens who got phone bills in they mama name
(You've been framed!) Yeah yeah I know I gotta go out
So I'm shuttin the game down like 30 nuthin blowout
I rip the flow out, from the ceiling, if I spot cash peel it
Soopaman Luva gon' switch to Soopaman Villain

[Dave Hollister]
Soopaman! Roll up a L for me
Know I got to pack the heat (sing that shit Dave)
Cause niggaz tryin to fuck with me
(Who am I?)
Soopaman! Flyin through the air high
Smokin on that bom-baa
I don't give a fuck if I die
(Who am I?)

[Redman]
Yo yo, I'm back on deck, I never lost the pep in my step
Ride in the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left on the next
corner, get out and let the 30-30 cock the loogie
Tryin to set me up like Jim Kelly, MUY, MUY
Before I hit somebody they say, "We ain't do it!"
I believe them these the same niggaz I grew up in the hood wit

Yo yo yo, what's today's date?
...
Shh, December 8th?
Man today my god damn day off
Yo I'm outta here
...




Yeah, yeah yeah yeah right papi
I'll slap the shit out you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Redman's song Soopaman Lova IV are full of wordplay and clever rhymes that fit the lighthearted but confident persona of the rapper. The song starts with Redman calling himself Soopaman Luva, a play on the superhero Superman, with a Jamaican accent that adds to the humor of the track. He then complains about his financial situation, caused by kids being more interested in Batman than his superhero alter ego. He also mentions his fear of the police and his willingness to resort to violence if necessary.


The song then features Dave Hollister singing a chorus that praises Soopaman, and Redman rapping about being "back on deck" and ready to take on any challenges. He mentions being drunk and armed, and his mistrust of those around him who may be trying to set him up. At the end of the song, Redman asks what day it is and upon finding out it's his day off, he ends the song on a humorous note by declaring he's outta here.


Overall, the lyrics to Soopaman Lova IV showcase Redman's skill as a rapper with his ability to weave humor, wordplay, and social commentary into his rhymes.


Line by Line Meaning

yo yo Yo Yo YO!
The singer is hyping themselves up


YO! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy
The singer is introducing themselves as a superhero who is also tough


That nigga SWV loose they cool for
The singer is making a joke - other people are getting excited like they're SWV, a popular R&B group


Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah! Ah hah AH HAH ah hah AH HAH Ah hahahaha hah ha
The artist is laughing and having a good time


Yo yo I'm usually flyin through the motherfuckin air but the utility belt on my underwear need repairs
The artist is making fun of superhero tropes, saying that their utility belt is on their underwear


So I be in back of the bus unwrappin a Dutch Left court for child support bitch attackin my bucks (WHY?)
The singer is dealing with financial problems, possibly because they have to pay child support


They want to fuck with certified private eye Every week, check stubs to show the judge I got a job
The singer is being investigated and has to prove their employment to a judge


Damn this; Soopaman used to stack them chips Now I'm broke cause little kids riding Batman dick I'm not a hater but the Caped Crusader blockin my dough
The artist is envious of Batman's popularity and how it's affecting their own income


And I'll let off before I push broom on HBO for Mr. Show I'm critically acclaimed; but the press'll fuck my name up Police is lookin for me, call the mayor he'a hang up Nowhere to run to and Brownstone even know it So I pack the fo'-fifth, and the ice on your wrist, forfeit No game; slappin all hoes who got the fame Then I rob em with chickens who got phone bills in they mama name (You've been framed!)
The artist is facing legal troubles, but feels confident enough to joke about it. They're also bragging about their criminal activities.


Yeah yeah I know I gotta go out So I'm shuttin the game down like 30 nuthin blowout I rip the flow out, from the ceiling, if I spot cash peel it Soopaman Luva gon' switch to Soopaman Villain
The artist thinks it's time for them to retire from being a superhero, and potentially turn to a life of crime


Soopaman! Roll up a L for me Know I got to pack the heat (sing that shit Dave) Cause niggaz tryin to fuck with me (Who am I?) Soopaman! Flyin through the air high Smokin on that bom-baa I don't give a fuck if I die (Who am I?)
Another person is singing the praises of Soopaman, describing them as tough and fearless


Yo yo, I'm back on deck, I never lost the pep in my step Ride in the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left on the next corner, get out and let the 30-30 cock the loogie Tryin to set me up like Jim Kelly, MUY, MUY Before I hit somebody they say, "We ain't do it!" I believe them these the same niggaz I grew up in the hood wit
The artist is up to some shady business and trying to avoid getting caught by someone who is trying to set them up


Yo yo yo, what's today's date? ... Shh, December 8th? Man today my god damn day off Yo I'm outta here ... Yeah, yeah yeah yeah right papi I'll slap the shit out you
The singer is trying to leave and relax, but someone is bothering them




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ERICK S. SERMON, JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON, REGGIE NOBLE

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