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letra de superlatuve heroes - samsa

{verse 1: samsa}
i’m not your average superhero, i don’t wear a cape or tights
and you won’t catch me slinging webs through city-scapes i’m scared of heights. i’m not your textbook superhero i can’t levitate or fly but if you p-ss the sunday crossword i won’t hesitate to try
i’m not the type of vigilante who goes off avenging homicides
more the kind who just correcting coma-sides
constructive criticism super villain, yes i’m honest when i prompted vice but even when a novice writes i’ll always leave my comments nice
leap buildings in a single bound, ya’ll should see the way my fingers race through city streets and letter keys whether double or single sp-ced
faster than a speeding bullet if you’re talking words per minute
write so comprehensive each bullet point holds the world within it
power like a locomotive, disciplined and same strength
essays that i write are 20 pages past the page length
not the man of steel but when i sit to write i’ve got no kryptonite
as long as i got coffee i can sip ’til night
call me cyclops, i’ve got laser vision, page revision
not a next gen x-man but i’m crazy with the red pen
muted when i’m writing yes my drafts have got evolving genes
watch me wielding clauses like i’m wolverine and cause a scene

{verse 2: headhunter}
i’m not your average superhero, i don’t mask my voice like this
secret ident-ty stolen, still don’t see a point to it
i’m not up here to save the world on a day-night protocols
i just take my pride in sentence structures and faze right through the walls of texts
polish-read a second time, kind of like professor x but i read essay lines instead of minds until they’re all correct
triple-check the proper punctuation and sip
perfect verbs and fantastic nouns like pangram
spin webs of any size and catch a readers attention
mad plagiarist like flies and write with tingling senses
swing right over heads with lines with super tensile strength
fingers tight but streets of lying whether past or present tense
i arrive just in time, type more than cyborg, not robin red or green underlines eyes sore
i channel raven right inside with edgar allen poe, no green eyes would tackle any beast of rhetoric that you know
they can call me any hour but they view it as a lesser power and my essays get an a on top like avengers tower
in the mean time i think i’ll go into hiding, reckless vigilante with his helmet on still riding

- samsa

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