Spinnin’ Webs & Rappin’ Rhymes

[Intro]
Hey Spyder what's happenin'?
Just spinning webs and rappin' rhymes
Say what?
Word up, just like this

Well, I'm Spyder-D, rappin' on the mic
So you sucker MCs, it's time to bite
'Cause I can shock you on, and on and on
You see, I shock the house until the break of dawn
I say if by then you are still alive
I'll shock you some more just to blow your mind
'Cause I'm a one of a kind, I'm so unique
To the rhythm and the sound of the funky beat
Now you've heard my voice, you heard my name
Rocking the mic is my claim to fame
And I'm smoother than a smooth piece of glass
When it comes to love I'm at the head of my class
You see, I'm not too tall, I'm not too short
And chasing the girls is my favorite sport
And I shock the house so viciously
'Cause I'm a one of a kind def MC
So everybody just a-get on down
And rock it to the rhythm of the sure-shot sound
Like Spider-Man on the wall
I say, I got the rap to top 'em all
And if you don't have a good time
Then you must be ill or you can't hear my rhyme
'Cause I'm the coolest MC there ever was
And when the ladies hear me, they fall in love
And when I rap to the beat, I'm right on time
And you can get down to my serious rhymes
To the beat, everybody
Everybody to the disco beat
See, I'm number one out of all the MCs
And my rap is sweet like the honey from the bee
See, I got some class, I got finesse
My MC name on American Express
So movie stars, celebrities
Make some room at the top, will you please?
'Cause I'm climbing up the ladder of success
When it comes to disco I am the best
So pretty girls, get on the floor
And give the fellas what they bargained for
And to all you guys that are acting shy
If you're scared to dance, say goodbye
'Cause we're here to rock, we're here to freak
We're gonna hip-and-a-hop to the disco beat
One two, y'all, beat beat, y'all
And you don't stop and you don't stop

Like two plus two, does not equal three
I'm gonna rap to you a little history
This history is not a hundred years old
'Cause it happened only a while ago
See, I was chilling in a Mercedes
When I caught this freak staring at me
I said, "Hey, pretty girl, what's your name"
She said, "I won't tell you 'til you tell me your game"
"My game", I said, "is making love
It's just a god-given talent from the heaven above"
But the look on her face yo, there was some doubt
So I took her to the crib and I busted her out
After that, she was quite surprised
When she left the crib she was hypnotized
So the girl came back again and again
Until she got caught by my girlfriend
My girlfriend said "What's up with you?"
The other girl said "So, what you wanna do?"
I said "Come on, girls, you got to chill on out
'Cause fighting over me ain't what it's all about"
So I told the freaks to flip a coin
Whoever is the winner is the one I will join
So I flipped the coin up in the air
But then the girls decided they would like to share
So I grabbed the coin from off the ground
We jumped in my ride and we went uptown
And then we checked in at a little motel
I showed the men I had clientele
So they let me in, admission free
I gave them a tip and then I took the key
And then I took the girls to the room
Took off their shoes and their tight Sassoons
And then they rocked me 'til I couldn't rock no more
I said they rocked me like no one ever done before
And I was riding high up in ecstasy
I was ego tripping like Muhammad Ali
But I learned a lesson while I had some fun
You see, I learned two heads are better than one
So if you have a little row like this
Don't settle for one, take two or three

Like Spider-Man on the wall
I can rap it to the beat like the [?]
This is Spyder-D, I said I'm doing the do
So just rock it on until I'm through
'Cause it's on and on and on, on and on
And the beat don't stop 'til the freaks are gone
I say it's on and on and on, on and on
Like hot butter on the what? the popcorn
Yes, yes y'all, beat beat, y'all
And you don't stop and you don't stop
I say I got the rap that you can't resist
And the sure-shot beat that just can't miss
You see, the beat will take you way up high
It's like a super disco out in the sky
It's like New York City on a Friday night
And Friday is on, so you know it's alright
So just freak to the beat, to the funky beat
Young ladies, get up outta your seat
To the beat, everybody, everybody to the disco beat
I say, Brooklyn crew, do what you wanna do
Just-a boogie to the boogie to the boogaloo
Come on, Manhattan, let's come alive
You hip-hip-hop and so-socialize
And the freaks from the Bronx, you know you're down
So just rock it to the rhythm of the sure-shot sound
And the people from the Islands, both Staten and Long
Just freak to the beat while I rap it on

But South Jamaica is my hometown
You see, the girls are on and the fellas are down
So come on, South Jamaica and the rest of Queens
Just shock the house on the disco scene
To the beat, everybody, everybody to the disco beat
You see I'm spinning a web of reason and rhyme
And like a superhero I'm right on time
To save the day with my disco beat
Young ladies, get up outta your seat
'Cause I'm a rhyme sayer, a ball player and a ladies' man too
And without a doubt, you see I shock the house
So come on and do the Patty Duke
Beat beat, y'all, yes, yes y'all
And you don't stop and you don't stop
Like Donna Summer 'On The Radio'
Like the foxy ladies at the disco
Like getting money from Uncle Sam
The group and I are cutting a jam
Like Spider-Man on your wall
Spyder-D is the best of them all
Yes, yes y'all, beat beat, y'all
Spyder-D, y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, don't stop, y'all
Everybody to the disco beat
Just-a rock it on until the break of dawn
Keep on and on and on and on
To the beat, y'all, don't stop, y'all
Keep it on, on and on and on
To the beat, y'all, don't stop, y'all
Keep it on, on and on and on, on and on, on and on and on, on and on, on and on and on, on and on....