Lyrics Jon Bellion

Jon Bellion

Superman, The Gift And The Curse

Cocaine like the kid was born in '84

How long you really plan to sleep on me for?

When I decide to put my cape on the floor

Superman won't save you no more

Your favorite rapper's be taking beats that I'm shitting up

Your favorite lyricist's tell me that I don't spit enough

10 steps ahead of you musically, how you plan to stop me?

Just count your blessings that I consider rap a fucking hobby!

Cocaine like the kid was born in '84

How long you really plan to sleep on me for?

When I decide to put my cape on the floor

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more, more, more..

Imagine locking the tone of Sarah McLachlan

The fashion of Jimi Hendrix in a box with the bible's doctrine

I look for potential wives, she looking for famous Johnson

She hungry for the Action in New York we call that Bronson

Cocaine like the kid was born in '84

How long you really plan to sleep on me for?

When I decide to put my cape on the floor

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more

Superman won't save you no more, more, more..

Cocaine like the kid was born in '84

How long you really plan to sleep on me for?

When I decide to put my cape on the floor

Superman won't save you no more

She literally told me "you're too much of a genius

You're gonna be too famous"

She literally left me

Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse (2x)

Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse..

Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse..

Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse..!

Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse..!

TELL ME THAT SHIT AIN'T A GIFT and A CURSE..!