Spiderman

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

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

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