Killah Priest
Clark Mark & Art
[Verse]
Clark Kent
Mark Lynch
Arthur Flint
Narcissist’s argument
All dressed like George Clinton in the Parliament
Clark said, “let’s spark a spliff, raise our consciousness”
“Last week about four or five bars were hit”
“I think the mob was behind it”
Whole time the cops was in front of ‘em, asking ‘em questions, but they seemed to hear none of it
Mark said to Clark, “Hey, remember our assignment?”
Clark put his hands up and all the cops were blinded
Then all three walked to the middle of the street
There Justice lift up Jeeps, blew the top off of water hydrants
“Our power is back, we are the tyrants”
Arthur made a clap, all the sirens were silenced
“We are the Supermen, the [?] of science”
Born in the nucleus, rise ’til they're giants
Art and Clark took off through space
Mark ran through the streets, running through buildings
This villain won’t be safe
Through the air they gave chase
Like lightning bolts coming with silver capes
The twenty-eight bronzemen
Monks wearing orange
They came with they warrant, face look haunted
Play the organ
The night looks gray and haunted
The monks burn sage while crawling
The grave was calling
The Supermen shot rays at all ‘em, after death, blazed they coffin
Vampire monks, they were dead for months
Disease spread like the mumps
Clark stopped the plane
Mark stopped the train
All barehanded, Art did the unexplained
After the death of their demonic Dalai Lama, it rained
Here comes Batman
Him and Robin just came from a club getting a lap-dance
Two Supermen surround ‘em, go CAT scans
Robin said, “jumping Jesus, we on the same team, what are you guys doing?”
Carl said, “move in, start shooting”
In their mind, the hero wars were brewing
The Hall of Justice reviewing
The pineal pantheon revolutions
The periodic table movement
The renaissance requiem rapping and renewing
Super Friends start reproducing
The resurrection and the execution
Storytelling, I’m the best ’til the death of music