her way She'll do anything, she'll hurt anyone That gets in her way The slippery tongue, I wrap 'round the words The web that I've spun Put a stumbling block in front
front of you Standing right in front of you Standing here in front of you Standing right in front of you Standing here in front of you Standing right in front
well, get mail filled with Checks from sales we deliver Spend a little, make a little I want it big like white boy wallets Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent To my dot com, we on the web
you sit with glassy eyes Staring at that oversized Computer-screen in front of you The whole day and night long Entangled in that world wide web Did
Betta than the rest its the bestest Only cause they expect nothin lesser Everytime i rock dont you know i put on on on I run the web like spiderman and
cock this, let me plot this Ice, he nuttin' nice, if he front, take his life At the shark bar, fuckin' wit duke, him an' his mans Really frontin', boo
fuck you to Fifty face, and wont st-st-stutter muthafucka and now that i put the kids to bed i tell you a story about a spider caught in his web marvel
the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Somewhere, inside something there is a rush of Greatness, who knows what stands in front of Our
will agree you can't front on me Yo, you can't front It's like that, c'mon, yeah Yes, you know I got to talk You can't front I'm tellin' you now C.L.
Niggaz that front we don't handle 'em So we blast 'em, alright, well okay The Wu-Tang say We don't handle 'em, alright, well okay The world today, the Wu-Tang say Niggaz that front
told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Soldier 2: Somewhere Inside something there is a rush of Greatness Who knows what stands in front of
Better then the rest its the best of songz only cuz they expect nothing less tho (chea) and every time i rap dont u kno i put on, on, on i run the web
never the sober guy, Gettin' high rollin' up, J's playin Golden Eye, Star fox in a ship facing Andross, Zelda, Gannondorf in a standoff, Battlin' with Bowser fireball flower Sittin' in front
head into the flower web When you put your head into the flower web When you put your head into the flower web When you put your head into the flower web
sand Little blue dune buggy in my hand Okay I got a rubber band motor hummin' on the beach ready for fun Quit spinnin' that web and come out and play