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Little spider, something mystical
Bit my boy Pete, but he thinking it's typical
Didn't know that bug was genetical
Modified genes, yeah, it's getting critical
Got home, took his shirt off, feeling the spin
Head going dizzy, world caving in
Passed out cold, wound bubbling on his skin
Spider DNA rewriting from within
Woke up next day, reached for the specs
But his vision crystal, no more defects
Eight hundred degrees? Gone, what's next?
Looked in the mirror, Pete was perplexed
Used to be skinny, now he looking buff
Muscles on muscles, yeah, he looking tough
Life getting wild, but it ain't enough
Saw his crush outside catching it rough
Daddy screaming at her, she looking sad
Peter practicing words, trying not to look bad
But before he spoke, a sports car came and grabbed
Took her away, now my boy feeling mad
Missed the bus too, had to chase it down
Banging on the door, whole situation's wild now
Sticker on the bus stuck to his hand, he frown
Thought it was sweat, but something else going 'round
Lunchtime, cafeteria, Mary walked by
She slipped on a puddle, but Pete was too fly
Caught her in a second, food ain't even drop
Reflexes insane, time was on stop
First time this close, he was smiling like a fool
But she dating the bully, man, that ain't cool
Sat back down, feeling like a tool
Fork stuck to his palm, breaking every rule
Pulled it off his hand, saw some silky thread
Web shot from his wrist before he turned his head
Tried to pull it back, flung the tray instead
Hit the bully with it, now the whole room's dead
Peter started running, web exposed his arm
Bully coming for him, ready to do harm
But something new awakened like a charm
Time slowed down, he was calm in the storm
World moving slow-mo, he could see it all
Fly wings flapping, he could count 'em all
Bully threw a punch, hit the locker wall
Swung again and missed, Pete was standing tall
Felt 'em from behind, someone tried to creep
Jumped and spun 720, they was looking weak
Caught the bully's fist, didn't even speak
One punch sent him flying down the street
Too much attention, Pete was getting stressed
Ran out the school, put himself to test
Found an empty alley, had to decompress
Looked down at his palms, tiny spikes impressed
Put his hand against the brick, started climbing high
Jumping thirty meters like he's touching sky
Saw a crane ahead, thought he'd give it a try"Can I swing with webs?" gotta figure out why
Didn't know the gesture, tried a hundred ways
Hand signs and poses, took him through the day
One hour later, random move, it pays
Web shot out perfect, Pete was in a daze
Aimed it at the crane, locked on to his target
Shot the silk and grabbed it, now he really started
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