| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| On my mind, not a damn thing |
| Danger to dodge, got an inkling |
| My defense, spider sense tingling |
| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| Sinister Six wanna nix the king |
| But if ain't broke, don't fix a thing |
| Do a flip, make a quip, clip the wing |
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| Acrobatics tactics, the fanatic attack |
| Might make your spine crack, call the medic evac |
| Wise guys get wise cracks, backpack got clap backs |
| These criminals know that this juvenile jokes, Jack |
| Cocoons filled with goons, ski masks, and gats, gasp |
| Flashing lights, taking bites of these odd Shelob snacks |
| Finding fights every night, I like an ice pack |
| City blocks on lock just like a bike rack |
| Just one man, can't be a clone |
| Surveillance has its failings, can't deal with drones |
| Patrol the perimeter, eliminate my foes |
| Partners become martyrs, it incinerates my soul |
| Go for broke rogue with the venomous vogue |
| Friendly hottie everybody in your neighborhood knows |
| Good deeds won't cease, keep the peace 'til the po' show |
| Aunt May don't know, window for the win, yo! |
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| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| On my mind, not a damn thing |
| Danger to dodge, got an inkling |
| My defense, spider sense tingling |
| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| Sinister Six wanna nix the king |
| But if ain't broke, don't fix a thing |
| Do a flip, make a quip, clip the wing |
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| I put the pound on the faculty lounge |
| Need a divorce, Animorphs want to torch my town |
| I get the best of my professors, no assistance from Avengers |
| Deal some damage to their dentures, make a clackety sound |
| My teachers are all creepers, light sleepers, won't rest |
| I smack a dude then have to do an aptitude test |
| I can rock a blue vest, I can wear a paper bag |
| What I do best, I don't even have to brag |
| Photos for The Bugle, it's a futile hater rag |
| Attempt is to discredit, every mention makes him mad |
| If I'm not on the cover, then they'll buy some other mag |
| So he's a super bitter mister with a Hitler mustache |
| High school was cruel, try to cruise past Flash |
| Empire was inspired, met a lass, crushed fast |
| Hoblin a Goblin neutralized a normie |
| Made me kill my girlfriend, now I'm sad and also horny |
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| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| On my mind, not a damn thing |
| Danger to dodge, got an inkling |
| My defense, spider sense tingling |
| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| Sinister Six wanna nix the king |
| But if ain't broke, don't fix a thing |
| Do a flip, make a quip, clip the wing |
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| Dr. Doom threw a party on a planet made for battles |
| Herded up the heroes like they were a bunch of cattle |
| Got a new suit, found it filled a void |
| Wars were secret secret, also made to sell some toys |
| Now I got moves, new and improved, like it let Stark in |
| Slime can read my mind, maybe that's why my mood has darkened |
| The bonding's symbiotic, this relationship feels toxic |
| If this entity an enemy, how will friendly Pete outfox it? |
| Thanks to bells, he's expelled, swell to be back in blue |
| A ginger made me linger, sticky fingers made her goo |
| She'd pine in her apartment, I'd fight crime, no time for two |
| Got buried, got married, then Mephisto said, "Your move." |
| One makes me sandwiches, the other makes me moist |
| These villains always test me with a multiple choice |
| MJ or Aunt May, there's no way can I pick |
| I denied my dick, now I'm single, it's sick |
| That's when I took a trip to the afterlife |
| Doc Ock stole my body, glad there was no wife |
| He couldn't play the part, his interior is eerier |
| Perhaps the penultimate Peter's clearly the superior |
| Spider-Man, once a student, now a teacher |
| Clever and forever, I'm one of the future's features |
| Yes, I wear a mask, it's not political theater |
| No matter what the task, the people prefer the Peter |
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| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| On my mind, not a damn thing |
| Danger to dodge, got an inkling |
| My defense, spider sense tingling |
| Thwip swing, thwip swing |
| Sinister Six wanna nix the king |
| But if ain't broke, don't fix a thing |
| Do a flip, make a quip, clip the wing |
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