His hustle was wrong, his mind was his own, but the man lived alone, oh, Superfly.
Maybe the words that I say is just another way to pray.
Remember your dream is your only scheme, so keep on pushing.
Sisters, brothers and the whities, Blacks and the crackers, Police and their backers, They're all political actors
The hunt is on and brother you're the prey.
Don't worry, if there is a hell below, we're all going to go.