(Verse 1) Spyke stays quiet, where the shadows blend, Super Sea Snails near, his patience won't end, Poncho draped low, wristbands loose, In the game of gear, he's got the juice. (Pre-Chorus) Wide eyes focused, purple and green, Cutting through the dark, sharp and keen, Upgrades offered, with a cost to pay, Spyke’s the one who’ll show the way. (Chorus) Spyke’s domain, where the deals take form, Abilities refined, through calm and storm, Moves so subtle, with a steady hand, Spyke’s the name, where the pros will stand. (Verse 2) Footwear, caps, threads, all in view, Spyke’s got the touch, making them new, No need for chatter, just a careful glance, He’s the one who gives gear a chance. (Pre-Chorus) Wide eyes focused, purple and green, Cutting through the dark, sharp and keen, Upgrades offered, with a cost to pay, Spyke’s the one who’ll show the way. (Chorus) Spyke’s domain, where the deals take form, Abilities refined, through calm and storm, Moves so subtle, with a steady hand, Spyke’s the name, where the pros will stand. (Bridge) Loose wristbands sway, with a gentle grace, Spyke’s got secrets, etched on his face, Super Sea Snails, trusted and true, Crafting the gear that fits just right for you. (Chorus) Spyke’s domain, where the deals take form, Abilities refined, through calm and storm, Moves so subtle, with a steady hand, Spyke’s the name, where the pros will stand. (Outro) Sitting quiet, with a gaze so clear, Spyke’s the one who’ll draw you near, With a steady hand and an unblinking eye, Spyke’s the master, always sly.
