The Man
Superb Lyrics


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Fuck y'all niggas talkin' about?
My flow, right?

Everytime I did this shit, you niggas got hype yo
Superb's the next nigga, respect for those before me
In these last days, I'm bringin rap glory
In the streets they hear it, some will remember the lyrics
In my demise, some will remember me in spirit
And I ain't tryin to die like 'Pac and BIG
And lose my talent to a cultured thug life
I'm a man, seein mindstate of balance
takes years, fam', like fuck y'all plans
See, we feel like stars, shine like stars
Fuck stars, fuck y'all, we examples
Samples of the hood, thugs from the hood
Young bloods in the hood like, they love the hood
They love the young bitches, nickel bags and guns
In the benches, we see it all off the benches
I learned how to sew seein niggas stitches
And the pain, don't even ask who 'bout the pain
They killed main, I won't maintain
By the bus stop, two blocks from the dust spots
Somebody busted shots, they said Sam got got
Damn, he wildin in the back cab rap
That eat swine, fucked his arms and hold nines
That's Far Rock for you, my block for you
y'all bitches niggas only live in jail 'cause ock know you
When I come home, watch how shots blow you
Through the upholstery, even through your mom's groceries
Little Sam died three months later
He got set up in the elevator, his cape was regulated
His name faded, he has a son by this bitch he dated
Shorty waited for two dead case kid
He'd get them niggas kids if he couldn't get them
Then one day out of the blue, BAM!
He heard shit like last names and cars rarin
The Larger Than Life niggas was about to leave here

My people stressed out, we seventy dead and starvin
Son couldn't walk through my yard past curfew
I rose from an era of terror where it was legal
to tote guns, get red and bust a nigga head
And if pussyhole for dead, left pussyhole for dead
What the fuck was his song?
Never heard of this till niggas started snitchin
I'm still stitchin motherfuckers up
I deal with high sciences, supreme refinements
Till any wicked germ is destoryed and burned
We the Gods without question
Prove what I'm manifestin, all show ways and actions
Hopeful that, lick your cannon
I'm ill when I shoot to peal like Ed O'Bannon
In my head is a thought, perm cocked, off safety
Shots fired, follow blood trails to the stairwell
Faced down, he lay sound, rounds to his crown
Shorty hip flock was midtown, big fly holdin him down
With the dead-arm, siren sounds
Bullets chip brick, precincts followed by the ambulance
Respond to the bomb threat
I picked up his MC tray through the masters
I'm sharper than my carpentry blade
The culture carven into mountains
The faces of my eight classmates
That stomp through the streets of states for Protect Ya Neck tapes




Wu-Tang T-shirts and bandanas
We snatch mics and snuff niggas who jack the rappin

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Superb's song "The Man" are a reflection on his life growing up in Far Rockaway, Queens, and the harsh realities of living in a violent and poverty-stricken community. Despite the difficulties and dangers of his environment, Superb refuses to conform to the "cultured thug life" and strives to maintain a sense of balance and integrity through his music. He acknowledges that some may forget him after he's gone, but hopes that his words and message will resonate with those who hear it.


Throughout the song, Superb references various individuals who have been affected by the violence and crime in his community, including a friend who was shot and killed, and a man who was set up and murdered in an elevator. He also speaks about his own experiences with violence and his determination to rise above it.


Overall, "The Man" is a powerful commentary on the impact of violence and poverty on individuals and communities, and the resilience and strength required to transcend these obstacles.


Line by Line Meaning

Fuck y'all niggas talkin' about?
What are you all even saying? Are you talking about my flow?


Everytime I did this shit, you niggas got hype yo
Each time I performed, you all got excited and recognized that I am the next big thing. I have respect for those who paved the way for me.


Superb's the next nigga, respect for those before me
I am poised to become the next great rapper and I pay homage to the ones who came before me.


In these last days, I'm bringin rap glory
I am determined to resurrect the glory of rap music before it is too late.


In the streets they hear it, some will remember the lyrics
The rap genre is still relevant and some people will appreciate the lyrics that I deliver.


In my demise, some will remember me in spirit
Even after I am long gone, some people will remember the spirit of me and my music.


And I ain't tryin to die like 'Pac and BIG
I do not want to die like Tupac or Biggie, who were assassinated.


And lose my talent to a cultured thug life
I do not want to fall into the trap of living a violent, criminal life at the expense of my talent.


I'm a man, seein mindstate of balance
I am a human being who strives to achieve balance and harmony within myself.


takes years, fam', like fuck y'all plans
Achieving a balanced mindset can take a long time and I am not interested in following anyone else's plans.


See, we feel like stars, shine like stars
We feel like we are shining stars and our talent cannot be denied.


Fuck stars, fuck y'all, we examples
We do not care about the fame or recognition that comes with being a star, we are setting an example for others to follow.


Samples of the hood, thugs from the hood
We are simply examples of the people who come from the hood and are able to make something of themselves.


Young bloods in the hood like, they love the hood
Young people in the hood often feel a strong sense of attachment to their community, even despite its challenges and struggles.


They love the young bitches, nickel bags and guns
They often focus on the pleasures of youth like sex, drugs, and violence.


In the benches, we see it all off the benches
We witness and experience everything that happens in the streets, both positive and negative.


I learned how to sew seein niggas stitches
I learned how to sew and stitch wounds by observing the injuries and traumas of my peers.


And the pain, don't even ask who 'bout the pain
The pain of the experiences we endure is something we all share and there is no need to question it.


They killed main, I won't maintain
The death of someone close to us can cause us to lose our grip on life and our sense of self-worth.


By the bus stop, two blocks from the dust spots
The location where tragedy strikes can happen anywhere, like this bus stop two blocks from the dusty, dirty spots.


Somebody busted shots, they said Sam got got
Someone fired their gun and ended up killing Sam.


Damn, he wildin in the back cab rap
Sam was clearly acting erratically in the back of a cab and people nearby took notice.


That eat swine, fucked his arms and hold nines
It is rumored that Sam's drug use led to his decline and he was often seen carrying a gun as a result.


That's Far Rock for you, my block for you
This is just a normal day on Far Rockaway or my own neighborhood.


y'all bitches niggas only live in jail 'cause ock know you
Some people are only known for their criminal record and prison time, but I see beyond their past mistakes.


When I come home, watch how shots blow you
When I return, everyone will see the impact of my skills and talent.


Through the upholstery, even through your mom's groceries
I can deliver a powerful impact through any barrier, even through someone's car or their groceries.


Little Sam died three months later
Sadly, Sam passed away three months after the shooting incident.


He got set up in the elevator, his cape was regulated
Sam was ultimately set up and he lost his status and influence as a result.


His name faded, he has a son by this bitch he dated
Sam's name eventually faded into obscurity and he had a child with a woman he may not have been committed to.


Shorty waited for two dead case kid
Someone waited for two people to die before they decided to take action.


He'd get them niggas kids if he couldn't get them
If he couldn't get revenge on the men who wronged him, he was willing to target their children instead.


Then one day out of the blue, BAM!
Suddenly and unexpectedly, something major happens.


He heard shit like last names and cars rarin
He overheard conversations mentioning last names and revving cars, indicating that something big was about to happen.


The Larger Than Life niggas was about to leave here
A powerful group known as the Larger Than Life crew was about to leave the area or were preparing for something major.


My people stressed out, we seventy dead and starvin
My community is in dire straits, with many people dying and struggling to survive.


Son couldn't walk through my yard past curfew
It is not safe for my own child to be outside past a certain time because of the violence in our neighborhood.


I rose from an era of terror where it was legal
I came of age during a time when violence was rampant and law enforcement did little to protect people.


to tote guns, get red and bust a nigga head
Carrying guns, getting into fights, and hurting others was common and often accepted behavior.


And if pussyhole for dead, left pussyhole for dead
If someone was perceived as weak or vulnerable, they were often ostracized and even targeted for violence.


What the fuck was his song?
I do not even know what this person's music was like before people started snitching on him.


Never heard of this till niggas started snitchin
I was not even aware of this person's existence until others exposed him for something.


I'm still stitchin motherfuckers up
I am skilled in first aid and can help to patch up people who have been hurt in violent incidents.


I deal with high sciences, supreme refinements
I have a deep understanding of advanced science and have refined my skills to perfection.


Till any wicked germ is destoryed and burned
I am committed to eliminating all evil and destructive forces in the world.


We the Gods without question
We are divine beings and should be revered as such without any doubt.


Prove what I'm manifestin, all show ways and actions
I will demonstrate my true intentions and abilities through my actions, not just my words.


Hopeful that, lick your cannon
I am hopeful that we can all disarm ourselves and put an end to the cycle of violence.


I'm ill when I shoot to peal like Ed O'Bannon
I am skilled and precise when it comes to shooting, similar to the accuracy of basketball player Ed O'Bannon.


In my head is a thought, perm cocked, off safety
I always have a plan in my head and am always ready to put it into action.


Shots fired, follow blood trails to the stairwell
After someone has been shot, I follow the trail of blood to find them and try to help in any way I can.


Faced down, he lay sound, rounds to his crown
The person who was shot is lying face down and is probably dead. The shots struck his head.


Shorty hip flock was midtown, big fly holdin him down
Someone is trying to help the victim, holding him down and keeping him calm in the midst of chaos.


With the dead-arm, siren sounds
The area is filled with the haunting sound of sirens and the people there are emotionally devastated.


Bullets chip brick, precincts followed by the ambulance
Bullets have hit the brick and cement of the area and the police and ambulance are now on the scene.


Respond to the bomb threat
Law enforcement is responding to a (presumably false) report of a bomb threat in the area.


I picked up his MC tray through the masters
I collected the music and other materials belonging to the person who was shot.


I'm sharper than my carpentry blade
My mind is honed and sharp, like my carpentry blade.


The culture carven into mountains
The culture and lifestyle of our community is deeply ingrained and will persist for generations.


The faces of my eight classmates
I remember the faces of the people I grew up with and who have shaped my life.


That stomp through the streets of states for Protect Ya Neck tapes
We used to walk through different neighborhoods in different states, seeking out new music and opportunities to express ourselves.


Wu-Tang T-shirts and bandanas
We often wore clothing and accessories that represented our love for the Wu-Tang Clan, a popular hip-hop group at the time.


We snatch mics and snuff niggas who jack the rappin
We were not afraid to assert ourselves and defend our place in the rap community.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMEL FAHEEH CUMMINGS, ROBERT F. DIGGS

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