if rap is a 'game' you seriously dont think youd advance do you?
ill put these kids in "jeopardy askin question they know the answer to."
my vocal cords thunderous wonders, nobody spit as well
my LP "blow up stores" like my CDs "shoplift themsevles"
its Spyder, half taratntula part machanical man its C-3PO
silver tongued wizard refillin the tank, body of a GTO,
unbeatable, so dont try to diss me your heat is worthless
its my job to dodge your so called bullets... secret service.
i see ya verses kinda pathetic, shits a pitty man
but no matter how "bent i get ill always keep my shape, silly band"
y'all throwin rabbit punches, i make em to see ya duck funny
when i drive by youll see dudes get hit like a punch buggy,
fuck money my words are priceless, saucy, you speak mild things
i dont need to play, 'control the game from sidelines' like buffalo wild wings.
ready for my old reign, so behold while i control these bitches
my 'strength is godlike', like a 'jahovis witness doin explosive fitness'.
enjoy every moment in this insane life i live, and will til the coffin
cause when i get 'physical' aint no 'turn your head and coughin'.