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Eminem - Superman (Lyrics) Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ Follow Eminem: #Eminem #Superman #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics: Mhmmm *inhales* You high, baby? Yeah, hahahaha Yeah? Talk to me You want me to tell you something? Uh-huh I know what you wanna hear [Refrain: Eminem & Dina Rae] ’Cause I know you want me, baby, I think I want you too I think I love you, baby, I think I love you too (Oh-ooh) I’m here to save you, girl, come be in Shady’s world (Ooh-ooh, ooh) I wanna grow together, let’s let our love unfurl You know you want me, baby, you know I want you too They call me Superman, I’m here to rescue you I wanna save you, girl, come be in Shady’s world (Ooh-ooh) Oh boy, you drive me crazy, bitch, you make me hurl [Verse 1: Eminem] They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I’m single now: got no ring on this finger now I’d never let another chick bring me down In a relationship; save it, bitch! Babysit? You make me sick Superman ain’t savin’ shit Girl, you can jump on Shady’s dick Straight from the hip, cut to the chase I tell a muhfuckin’ slut to her face Play no games, say no names Ever since I broke up with what’s-her-face I’m a different man, kiss my ass Kiss my lips? Bitch, why ask? Kiss my dick, get my cash? I’d rather have you whip my ass Don’t put out? I’ll put you out Won’t get out? I’ll push you out Puss blew out, poppin’ shit Wouldn’t piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice? Buy you ice? Bitch, if you died, wouldn’t buy you life What, you tryin’ to be my new wife? What, you Mariah? Fly through twice [Pre-Chorus: Eminem] But I do know one thing though Bitches, they come, they go Saturday through Sunday, Monday (Yeah-yeah) Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I’ll love you one day Maybe we’ll someday grow ’Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin’ runway, ho [Chorus: Eminem] ‘Cause I can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman Can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman I can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman Can’t be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman [Verse 2: Eminem] Don’t get me wrong, I love these hoes It’s no secret, everybody knows Yeah, we fucked—bitch, so what? That’s about as far as your buddy goes We’ll be friends, I’ll call you again I’ll chase you around every bar you attend Never know what kinda car I’ll be in We’ll see how much you’ll be partyin’ then You don’t want that, neither do I I don’t wanna flip when I see you with guys Too much pride, between you and I Not a jealous man, but females lie But I guess that’s just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two? I’d never love you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you [Pre-Chorus: Eminem] But I do know one thing though Bitches, they come, they go Saturday through Sunday, Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I’ll love you one day Maybe we’ll someday grow ’Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin’ runway, ho [Chorus: Eminem] ‘Cause I can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman Can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman I can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman Can’t be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman ‘Cause I can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman Can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman I can’t be your Superman, can’t be your Superman Can’t be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman [Refrain:] I know you want me, baby, I think I want you too I think I love you, baby, I think I love you too I’m here to save you, girl, come be in Shady’s world I wanna grow together, let’s let our love unfurl You know you want me, baby, you know I want you too They call me Superman, I’m here to rescue you I wanna save you, girl, come be in Shady’s world Oh boy, you drive me crazy, bitch, you make me hurl [Verse 3: Eminem] First thing you say: I’m not fazed I hang around big stars all day I don’t see what the big deal is anyway You’re just plain old Marshall to me Ooh yeah, girl, run that game Hailie Jade, I love that name Love that tattoo, what’s that say? “Rot In Pieces,“ uh, that’s great First off, you don’t know Marshall At all, so don’t grow partial That’s ammo for my arsenal I’ll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good Lordy, whoadie You must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can’t have Ooh girl, that’s too damn bad Don’t touch what you can’t grab End up with two backhands Put anthrax on a Tampax And slap you ’til you can’t stand Girl, you just blew your chance Don’t mean to ruin your plans