OK. They don’t really call me that. I’m just saying, my iPod is jamming WAY too hard right now, and I blame Mr. Johnny Guitar Watson. As a matter of fact, let me revise that first statement; most of the women I’ve dated would absolutely call me the “Superman Lover.” They’d also call me other things, like “Self Centered Jackass” for instance. Ah well. You take the good, you take the bad. You take ‘em both, and there you have…Leon.
See what I did right there? Somewhere, Kim Fields is smiling.
But back to the Superman Lover topic. This entry would be incomplete if I did not link to the series of Redman songs inspired by this soulful ditty. Happy Friday, and be careful when leaping tall buildings in a single bound.
“I smoke mad n*ggas so to Hell with cigarettes…”
Love the Ricky Bell sample. “Hey LAY-DAAAAAYSSS…”
“Ayo check my credentials. I ‘ll eat your gun lead & sh*t out #2 pencils…”
Even Chico DeBarge got in on the action!
“I’m usually flying though the muthaf*ckin’ air but the utility belt on my underwear need repair…”
A 2-for-1.
I love that he broke his sister out of jail on this one.
More proof that Redman will still be nice when he’s 80 years old.
You missed one!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BaH_2CLLVi4
‘Ay yo, knock knock, who is it? Soopaman lover here to pay yo ass a visit’!!!
You’re right! That was one of the best ones, too! *editing this post IMMEDIATELY!!!*