Yo, no more superhero ***, he swore he'd retired, like The super villains make rap so uninspired, like Jumped in the phone booth, picked the cape off the floor And he came to hell back to save the world once more If you see the ill signal in the sky, don't make a fuss It ain't a bird nor a plane, Tommy Hills on the bus He'll beat the baddies with raps while he's speaking his heart As long as he pulls the cord when he reaches his start He got a cape in his backpack for splice to his shows And he'll fight crime as far as the bus route goes So next time you're in a cypher and your punchline's a smelly Don't call Tommy, call Batman or your Sally Cause their kid's too busy briggin', swearin' and screwin' To give two ***s what the bad dudes is doin' It's a tough ass job but someone's gotta do it In between fighting crime and making *** rap music Can't fly or shoot lasers, don't know what he's doin' But give him a beer or two and he's superhuman But he's always out to save the damsel in distress Especially in a nice dress with a nice pair of No more superhero ***, he swore he'd retired, like The super villains make rap so uninspired, like He jumped in the foam bowl to pick the cape off the floor Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da And he came the hell back to save the world once more Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Tommy man, Tommy man, does whatever Tommy can Drinks a beer twice his size, spots insects just like flies Look out, here comes the Tommy man So he came back to save the planet again He raps on A-Zero with both hands on the pen Superhuman ability to rap for stupid hours But if he takes off the hat then he'll lose all his powers He's got a thousand powers and a magic crayon He's possessed by Frida Kahlo from a seance gone wrong Ghost Thunder, travelin' through your cities With Raw Dog, the boy wonderin' advanced open mysteries With the power to turn and he kicked the rap van Ever since the day he squashed the beef with Aquaman Turn a honky to the blackest man in Blackstan Then make crooks listen to Kate Bush His name shook the populace When he leapt over buildings on a hippopotamus It didn't land on top of us He made peace between Megatron and Optimus He drank four bottles of gin without pushing the vomit up No more superhero ***, he swore he'd retired, like The supervillains make rap so uninspired, like Jumped in the thorn bush, picked the cape off the floor And he came to hell back to save the world once more Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Man, *** you