hear the break down   spider loc is a joke   nigga sound like chunk off the goonies   ya life is a movie   you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script   went from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit crip   whats a g-unit crip? not a gang in LA   bang on records but nigga won't bang in LA   why the fuck you wake me up ... nigga im tired   you a busta.. so ima light yo ass on Fire   nigga want my spot so he runnin with buck   keep tryna play The Game, and u 'gon get fucked   i heard diss after diss, lil nigga you suck   like yo baby mama, in the third row of my truck   naw-vail ill whoop your ass in your own hood   you so hard why didnt u put out that song about Suge   trapped in the closet, R. Kelly ass nigga   get swiss cheesed up, ol' deli ass nigga   t.boz in belly ass nigga   better ask around, i been the truth since Makaveli passed nigga   and i aint wanna have to do this shit   id rather be at home listeing to the Cam'ron diss   Dr. Dre said it best 'a bitch is a bitch'   you a myspace gangsta nigga suck my dick   your flow is budweiser, mines is crystale   put the faggot on ice he gon be there for a while   now watch me put my chest out like 10 og's   i wore this G-unot shirt to show m.o.p   im gutter mutha fucka,    tell you 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 williams, a well known crip   not cause he put in work, cause his brother a snitch   he belong in g-unit, ima tell you the truth   fifty, this nigga brother tell more than you   so ima break it down like an ounce of glue   i met this nigga spider at Alliyah video shoot   true, true, he had on no blue   dmx start laughin he said 'this nigga think he better than you'   so i kicked a freestyle, and in the meanwhile   this nigga soakin up game tryna copy my style   gave him a hundred bars, all he did was smile   and DMX named me the fuckin problem child   now back to the future, you got a problem now   snoopin around my hood, get fucked doggy style   i pull ya faggot ass out them g-unit sneakers   and let ya soul burn in hell on the anniversery to 'ether'   you g-unit crip, used to be a piru   your name marvel, all you need now is a spiderman suit   black wallstreet bitch you cant fuck wit my crew   my flow blind baby, ima make you do what it do   lets take a ride Nigga ima make room in the coupe   put the shovel in the truck, throw you in there too   bitch in the passenger side, say she hear somebody screamin   turn the music up.. baby thats comin from the speakers   she said i aint trippin i hear somebody screamin   i had to throw her off so i start singin      I know you dont love me   you aint the same when 50 Cent's in town   I know you dont love me   you always talkin' bout how Ma$e get down   I know you don't love me   you scream and holla when Spider Loc's around   got me fucked up wit them g-unit crips   tryna run game on me you punk bitch      get yo ass in the trunk   prodigy know that i aint a punk   keep these rap niggaz in check like a pair of ducks   who can flip like i do?   spit like NaS too?   rock a yankee fitted, still throw up piru?   rock a dodger fitted in the middle of the bronx   i shine in any hood like paul wall fronts   nigga my flow foolish sit back while i do this   watch me manuever threw cedar block, and end up in hoover   i spit like a ruger   you spit crap like a rookie dice shooter   snake eyes to the loser   nigga im grand pooba   gave em somethin' grand nubian   created g-unot, fifty tried to sue me and   say he kick me out the group nigga i left   spider, you want my spot nigga? clean up my mess   dirty ass nigga, fifty give him a check   and if you sign, nigga put ya contract on the internet   i been bangin for 10 years, muhtha fucka i been a vet   for 500 dollas he'll claim any set   give him a 1000 dollars hell tat it on his hand... damn   thats worse than me lyin sayin olivia was a man   ya XXL cover look like makin of the band   you mad, cause i got my own shoe   and my nigga take shots for the game like NJ do   some say its bullshit till i pull quick   till i empty a full clip   get on the horn, meet me in the bullpit   tony yayo you old ass coward   you 36 and u spit your hottest verse on my album   now.. i aint sayin that you dope nigga..   but you better than spider loc Nigga...   fifty saw the oppourtunity and thought he could use him   i know he dont be listein to that wack ass music   you got the west on your back? you a lyin bastard   you the reason niggaz push mute when they play madden   what the hell made you think you could fuck wit the game   when yo claim to fame was Yukmouth's chain   take my advice and lay low   heard you and your uncle Yayo   got ran the fuck outta san diego   i'll give you 5 shots when the 38 blow   leave a whole in your chest.. the size of a bagel   we can do it when you say so   wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples   open your chest, show the world what you made of   my dick hard i cant wait till the day come   when i can put the infared on him   let billboard rest, dont speak on my dead homie   all you new west coast niggaz chill   the city is mine, Eazy left it to me in his will