1st

[Intro]
(Hey Beamy! What happened bro?) This is the first track
The first out of twelve, track one, let's go
Spider Gang!

[Chorus]
Beamer jeep, Beamy weep on a shoulder
You are not a soldier, you cannot control us
Beamer jeep, ya, I learned that shit from riff-raff
I'm collectin' knick-knacks like an early Christmas
Come and get yo bitch back
I ain't slaughter, I just taught her how to give back
And my daughters I won't fuck 'cause I ain't MF DOOM
And if spiders on the floor it's your best interest to dip and give them room

[Verse 1]
I was the first to sound like this, I was the first to pound out hits
I was the first to ground myself, I was the first to count my wealth
I was the first to breathe, first to lead
And be the first to bleed over a message
I was the first to see, first to weep
And first to burn the trees and meet collection
I was the first one to do everythin'
Give me back my swag, I'm a deadly bein'
Bodies are rottin', you wantin' to fall back
Why is you yellin' at me? You in all caps
I'm a recluse, never rocked with the mall rats
Why you confused? I'ma grow, you would stall that
You is a midget and I am a tall glass
You ain't explicit, you clean as a bald cap
I'm finna step on you like it's a [?]
I don't miss when I hit him in combat
I don't know you, we will never make contact
'Less it's a bag for a verse. yeah, I want that
Talkin' online, you won't see me in combat
I got the dog tags, I got a...

[Chorus]
Beamer jeep, Beamy weep on a shoulder
You are not a soldier, you cannot control us
Beamer jeep, ya, I learned that shit from riff-raff
I'm collectin' knick-knacks like an early Christmas
Come and get yo bitch back

[Interlude]
I was the first to sound like this
Get your bitch back, get your bitch back
Get yo bitch back, get yo bitch back
I don't know the tempo to this part so I'ma just let it ride

[Verse 2]
Me and all my spideys gettin' hyphy
You can't talk to them if you don't like me
I be workin' hard as every, why you need to spite me?
If you want the fame you can motherfuckin' bite me
If you want the man you gon' have to satisfy me
Why you want the plays but don't even wanna try, G?
Why you want the name but can never match the timin'?
I been feelin' grimy like I need a shower
Y'all some fuckin' cowards and you argue every hour
Go the fuck outside, see the sun, get some power
In about a decade you can reach me, in a tower
Snortin' up some power with a whore, smokin' louder
Why you lookin' sour, need connections, like a router
I'm so fuckin' beautiful, you whiff it like a flower
And my fuckin' cuticles dirty, sharp like bowser
Watch 'em all crowd around, though, all the sounds hurt