I Don't Need a Cape v.II

Experimental cinematic hip-hop, raw room noise and fractured vinyl around dusty upright piano, detuned jazz chords, industrial percussion, elastic sub-bass, live upright bass, dissonant brass, prepared piano, gospel harmonies, orchestral strings, woodwinds and abstract turntablism; half-time marching pulse with suspended silences, sudden rhythmic fractures and double-time surges; male voice in intimate whispers, dry conversational bars and explosive projection, layered internal voices and abrupt register shifts, human imperfections exposed

LUMINAÉ PRESENTS
“I Don't Need a Cape”
Lumi
Lyrics by Omar Rivera Colon
Music generated with Suno AI
© 2026 Omar Rivera Colon • All Rights Reserved

I don't need a cape, I got dirt on the sole,
got a crack in my faith but I still got a soul,
got a past in the rear and a God in control,
if somebody need help, I'm already on go.

I don't need a cape.

Look, I came from the side where the sirens keep singing,
mama at the window when the telephone ringing,
boys on the curb got a dream but it's shrinking,
everybody tough till the whole room sinking.

I seen good men fold when the rent came late,
seen a kid lose hope at a chain-link gate,
seen a brother get judged by his clothes and face,
so don't talk superhero, I don't need no cape.

I got two beat shoes and a reason to run,
little bit of faith when the fear weigh a ton,
I ain't bulletproof, I ain't nobody's one,
I just know when it's dark you don't wait for the sun.

You bring light.
You bring truth.
You bring food.
You bring proof.

You tell that young boy he ain't what he been through,
tell that young girl don't let pain name you,
tell that old man somebody still came through,
then get out the way, let the Lord make new.

I don't need a cape, I don't need no crown,
I don't need my name getting screamed through town,
if somebody fell, I'ma reach right down,
ten toes in the dirt when it all breaks down.

I don't need a cape, I got scars, that's enough,
I got faith when it's thin, I got love when it's rough,
I got God in my chest when the road gets tough,
ain't gotta look heroic just to show back up.

Run it.

I know dudes with a heart underneath that armor,
whole life fighting but they still love mama,
three missed calls and another court drama,
still give a plate to the dude with no dollar.

That's real.
No camera.
No post.
No banner.

No fake little speech for the algorithm scanner,
just hands in the dirt and a whole lotta stamina,
pain made grammar out the words I stammer,
now I spit every syllable hard like a hammer.

I don't fly, I walk.
I don't pose, I work.
I don't promise no heaven while ignoring your hurt.
If your stomach still empty, then the sermon come second,
put the bread on the table, then remind 'em the blessing.

That's faith with feet.
That's truth on pavement.
Grace don't need a reservation.
Love don't need congratulations.
Christ washed feet.

That's my demonstration.

So I'm moving, moving, moving when the block say freeze,
praying while I'm running with the cuts on my knees,
I ain't coming with a logo or an S on me,
just a regular man saying, "Lord, send me."

No cape.
No mask.
No myth.
No fame.

No cameras catching me doing a thing.
No need for the world to remember my name.
If Heaven knows why, then I'm good either way.

Now double that pace, I got breath in the chamber,
truth in the mouth of a neighborhood stranger,
life got sharp, every corner got danger,
but fear don't get to be my decision-maker.

I been broke, been low, been lost, been tested,
had prayers hit ceilings, still stayed invested,
had nights when the doubt got loud and aggressive,
next morning woke up like, "God, what's the message?"

Move.

So I move when my legs say stop,
move when the plan ain't clear on the block,
move when the clock say chances are shot,
move 'cause somebody still needs what I got.

Not money.
Not clout.
Just time.
Just ears.

Sometimes being brave means sitting through tears.
Sometimes being strong means admitting your fears.
Sometimes saving a life means staying right here.

So forget that cape, let it hang in the store,
I don't need superpowers to open that door,
don't need lightning coming down through the floor,
just enough faith for one step more.

One step.
One block.
One soul.
One call.

One hand reaching when another one falls.
If I never get flowers, never see my name tall,
I still showed up when somebody called.

I don't need a cape, I don't need no crown,
I don't need my name getting screamed through town,
if somebody fell, I'ma reach right down,
ten toes in the dirt when it all breaks down.

I don't need a cape, let the whole thing burn,
all that hero talk, I got people to serve,
God gave breath, I'ma give that work,
when He say move, I move.

That's all.

No cape.
Still came.

No spotlight.
Still stayed.

No applause.
Still gave.

Jesus saved me.

I don't need a cape.

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LUMINAÉ PRESENTS “I Don't Need a Cape” Lumi Lyrics by Omar Rivera Colon Music generated with Suno AI © 2026 Omar Rivera Colon • All Rights Reserved I don't need a cape, I got dirt on the sole, got a crack in my faith but I still got a soul, got a past in the rear and a God in control, if somebody need help, I'm already on go. I don't need a cape. Look, I came from the side where the sirens keep singing, mama at the window when the telephone ringing, boys on the curb got a dream but it's shrinking, everybody tough till the whole room sinking. I seen good men fold when the rent came late, seen a kid lose hope at a chain-link gate, seen a brother get judged by his clothes and face, so don't talk superhero, I don't need no cape. I got two beat shoes and a reason to run, little bit of faith when the fear weigh a ton, I ain't bulletproof, I ain't nobody's one, I just know when it's dark you don't wait for the sun. You bring light. You bring truth. You bring food. You bring proof. You tell that young boy he ain't what he been through, tell that young girl don't let pain name you, tell that old man somebody still came through, then get out the way, let the Lord make new. I don't need a cape, I don't need no crown, I don't need my name getting screamed through town, if somebody fell, I'ma reach right down, ten toes in the dirt when it all breaks down. I don't need a cape, I got scars, that's enough, I got faith when it's thin, I got love when it's rough, I got God in my chest when the road gets tough, ain't gotta look heroic just to show back up. Run it. I know dudes with a heart underneath that armor, whole life fighting but they still love mama, three missed calls and another court drama, still give a plate to the dude with no dollar. That's real. No camera. No post. No banner. No fake little speech for the algorithm scanner, just hands in the dirt and a whole lotta stamina, pain made grammar out the words I stammer, now I spit every syllable hard like a hammer. I don't fly, I walk. I don't pose, I work. I don't promise no heaven while ignoring your hurt. If your stomach still empty, then the sermon come second, put the bread on the table, then remind 'em the blessing. That's faith with feet. That's truth on pavement. Grace don't need a reservation. Love don't need congratulations. Christ washed feet. That's my demonstration. So I'm moving, moving, moving when the block say freeze, praying while I'm running with the cuts on my knees, I ain't coming with a logo or an S on me, just a regular man saying, "Lord, send me." No cape. No mask. No myth. No fame. No cameras catching me doing a thing. No need for the world to remember my name. If Heaven knows why, then I'm good either way. Now double that pace, I got breath in the chamber, truth in the mouth of a neighborhood stranger, life got sharp, every corner got danger, but fear don't get to be my decision-maker. I been broke, been low, been lost, been tested, had prayers hit ceilings, still stayed invested, had nights when the doubt got loud and aggressive, next morning woke up like, "God, what's the message?" Move. So I move when my legs say stop, move when the plan ain't clear on the block, move when the clock say chances are shot, move 'cause somebody still needs what I got. Not money. Not clout. Just time. Just ears. Sometimes being brave means sitting through tears. Sometimes being strong means admitting your fears. Sometimes saving a life means staying right here. So forget that cape, let it hang in the store, I don't need superpowers to open that door, don't need lightning coming down through the floor, just enough faith for one step more. One step. One block. One soul. One call. One hand reaching when another one falls. If I never get flowers, never see my name tall, I still showed up when somebody called. I don't need a cape, I don't need no crown, I don't need my name getting screamed through town, if somebody fell, I'ma reach right down, ten toes in the dirt when it all breaks down. I don't need a cape, let the whole thing burn, all that hero talk, I got people to serve, God gave breath, I'ma give that work, when He say move, I move. That's all. No cape. Still came. No spotlight. Still stayed. No applause. Still gave. Jesus saved me. I don't need a cape.

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