SPIDERMAN

[Intro & Hook] [Verse 1] Look at these bitch-ass Rappers with their chin straps Thin goatees with man-tits and flat brim hats I'm still a player Peter Parker lay the slick mack Sneakin' through your window Show your honey where the dick's at Big sack carry heavy balls, I tell a gym rat (oye, oye, fuck boy) Bro to try to lift that Knick knack paddy wack Give your dog a bitch slap Never read a book but still he's got a fucking six pack Come at these suckers with a vengeance Rap mathematician add the punches to the sentence Subtract the nothings; Multiplying all my credits Welcome to hell There ain't no love and no redemption I am dry aged beef; funky, nutty and buttery You a cryo-vac; fucking bloody and spluttering I'm gobblin' these goblins Over lunch with some rubbery Rhymes spilling out the skull That a bunch of you want from me [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm not a spider, man; I'm a Spider-Man up on the highest stand Blood, ink and fire spills from wrist To the writer's hand Then pulls the mic to hand; Fuck death, you're way off Get tangled in a web of stress Drugs, sex and chaos Much less, the pay off Is me making amazing ends You've got a crew and set, I've got amazing friends I'm the Spider-Man I weave my web across Islamabad Never see me roll without an entourage Band in a car garage; We bang it loud enough to torch your soul Frat house; cigarette butts in a toilet bowl And cause I'm dwelling in a den of debauchery I blaze Peshawari hash till I have venom in arteries Just tell 'em to start with me I shell 'em with armory These bitches getting jealous Of an eloquent masterpiece Drive a flying hearse Towards these pussies standing by the bar And have a devil's threeway with Ice-Man and Firestar [Hook x2] [Verse 3] The end is nigh Tension's high; pussies riot here Brace yourself for the Spider-Man in some riot gear Jump over crowds Smack all you chumps and your pioneers Kingpin of carnage, a juggernaut of the highest tier Sandman control the globe just like I own the disco Electrocuted in the shower so my flow electro Jake the Snake muscle; Pythons and serpents Crush Boko Haram rebels Bust righteous insurgents I lead the blind beyond a mindless perversion Burning brighter than a tyrant selling violence and virgins Make a pit stop at a Lahori khokha with the tallest order Lacing up my boots And then I storm across the Wagah Border Drop some acid, feel like Ravan; I got many faces Psychedelic throne Made from bones of all the Delhi rapists Tread lightly; you should think where you're steppin' Go and call the doctor; octopus, my ink is a weapon [Hook x2]