Yes, OK it′s about time we do it once again and lay the hit down

Here we go, here we go

Here we go, here we go yo

Raising rhymes up from the dead like a necromantic

Rhymin' schemes are sick but not ever sycophantic

Never too frantic, study semantics

Or better yet, study this Arachnamantics

Droppin′ the bomb diggity, you finicky, I'm spittin' wickedly

Split it like lickety, you tiny like a chickadee

I bump Das EFX and Fu-Schnickens, yes I like those rhymers

Write my shit down ′fore I forget like I got Alzheimer′s

But now I'm gonna say somethin′ that's not in the same vain

As those who try to maintain fame I slay the game

You know Spider′s the main mang

I can spark the hotness in an instant, Pronto, flame

While you act a fool like Drake at a Raptors of Toronto game

I'm gettin′ biggity back, biggity biggity back

Back on triggity track, yo I'm gettin' back on track get off my back

When I grab the microphone, yo it′s on

And your flow blows more than Charlie Parker blew a saxophone

But my flow is so mean, replace your need for Sertraline

Release endiggity-dorphins if you see what I mean

That′s what happens when I hear all of that dope shit that I'm drawn to

I′ll show you, when I embrace a True Fu in verse 2

Raising rhymes up from the dead like a necromantic

Rhymin' schemes are sick but not ever sycophantic

Never too frantic, study semantics

Or better yet, study this Arachnamantics

Raising rhymes up from the dead like a necromantic

Rhymin′ schemes are sick but not ever sycophantic

Never too frantic, study semantics

Or better yet, study this Arachnamantics

I'm rowdy like Roddy the Piper

I flex my skills and take rhymes home

The quicker the sicker the bigger the flow

So I don′t need no help there bro

The biggity boggida diggity dang

I pick up the phone when the mobile rang so tell 'em tell 'em

That I′m kickin′ it Spider Man's about to bang ha

The un-a-believe-a-duh-ble to the in-uh-credi-bi-dull it′s dope

When the mic is got I figgy diggy dip bop, pa ching chong vee dang

My lyrics they cause sensations when I wrap shit up

Again and again and again

But yup with the silky style I'm kickin′ it while I style profile

When the mic is gripped by Spide, you better know that it's time to ride

Go to the show prep then step get it right here we giddy-up giddy and go

My lyrical styles is not faux pas brah, meaning they got some tact man

Mix a miggy-amalgamation (Now say it backwards) noitamaglama

So abraca-who? Abracadab, sign isn′t Cancer the Crab

Rockin' the one sub-machine gun, hang-idduh hang-idduh I ain't done

Dingitty dingitty dingy, dang uh hey-ah hey-ah hayne

I′m like Shredder, TMNT expose your brain you′ll look like Krang

So gotta lotta fada? Hello hips shake like J-Lo

Baby do that then I will get fly roll back kickin' it Muy Thai

Because I′m bringin' it, bringin′ it

Bringin' it, bringin′ it, bringin' it, bringin' it

Bringin′ it, bringin′ it, bringin' it, bringin′ it

Bringin' it, bringin′ it, bringin' it till it′s brought

Now who spiked the punch? Whoever did you're the one to start it

Gotta go dance, dance, pop n' lock Moonwalk n′ Voodoo dance

Me hit n′ me quit n' hit up the joint G freakin′ frijoles geez

Some MC's rhymes they sound like butt and I just say "ay you know what?"

I do a doo-wah diggy diggy dum diggy dam

Bucklin′ ya knees cuz I'm flowin′ like I please

Handing out some RBI's, I mean really bad injuries

Raising rhymes up from the dead like a necromantic

Raising rhymes up from the dead like a necromantic

Rhymin' schemes are sick but not ever sycophantic

Never too frantic, study semantics

Or better yet, study this Arachnamantics

On the contrary this is legendary, very well

Say your Hail Mary′s cuz I′m scary when I'm very swelled

Up with these rhymes primary scary fairy tales

Breathin′ from the pulmonary I'm a luminary trail

Blazer and the haters I won′t spare thee nor will fare thee well

I'm the necessary honorary MC raisin′ hell

Be wary of incorrect vocabulary I will share the tale of a finer rhymer

Kickin' shit the new headliner's comin′ correct

In the sect of the intellect

Here to interject for the real ones and then reject

All of that other hoopla, bliggity blah, what did he say?

I′m gonna move on to the rest of my day and do this shit in an original way

It's not just happenin′ over there, not just happenin' over there

It′s happenin' here, it′s happenin' everywhere so

Move the hell on, brought your drama around

Not in my town, not in any of my Five Towns

Like a necromantic

Ever sycophantic

Frantic, antics

Arachnamantics

Raising rhymes up from the dead like a necromantic

Rhymin' schemes are sick but not ever sycophantic

Never too frantic, study semantics

Or better yet, study this Arachnamantics