In today's music news, the controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album under the Makaveli Music insiders are running trying to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new Resources tell me a number of less rappers Have together in conspiracy to assassinate the character Of not Mr. Shakur but of Death Row Records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Excuse me verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, P.I.G. and several other New York rappers Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian fame, Big Little whatever
And several other sounding motherfuckers Are understandably up by this release The question everybody to know is why'd they get This nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not For comment but released statement
It's not East or West It's about and bitches, power and money and punks, which side are you on?
These niggaz is fucking talking? You niggaz still breathing? roaches, aight Aight, it's the for your cockroaches (All day, everyday)
the raid for you punk motherfuckers (The in yo' ass) This is it nigga, style (Outlaw lifestyle) Makaveli the Don, shit, bring it
Allow me to first, Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics the Holy Qu'Ran Niggaz get like 5-0 My forty-five gun's to me when we ride, for survival
Money making plans, close at hand, swollen pockets Let me introduce the topic, we drop it Expose 'cause they breath freely, see me ride? Located world wide the art of Graffiti
I think I'm tougher Nitti, my attitude is shitty Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city you'll me Look for trouble behind me My niggaz down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the scene niggaz ducking from my stare I'm right there, my every word, a nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun and fall This for my dogs down to die for
venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em Cut 'em down to Hell is we send 'em My whole team, trained to explode or die Murder motherfuckers and I'm not gon' cry
Me, a born leader never the block without my heater Two big pits, I call them my bitch eaters And not a whimper 'til I'm Thug Life running through my so I'm strong
Bye bye bye, let's get and ride Oh, how do we do niggaz but I'm not gon' cry I'm a Bad Boy killa, die too Looking out for Mobb Deep, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to How many niggaz down to die for me? Yeah West ridah, coming right behind ya Should've never wit me I want money sex and weed I won't till my road dawgs free, bomb first
We, bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to nobody tonight But it's my life or yo' life and I'ma first
We, bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We even come to fight tonight But it's my life or yo' and I'ma bomb first
For so many days and many ways we've been ducking strays delivers but we still some Bad Boy killers Got nothing to lose, I no where to go I only got one home, see me stranded on Row
Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general And I be a soldier on a Sent to do, what you'll never do and that's for the 'cause Yes, die for the cause
Ya, best believe if I'ma leave this bitch, yo, I'm with yours Kamikaze, sicker a muh'fucking Nazi Got a little question for that nigga that Paparazzi If you in this rap game, for the motherfucking cash mayne
Then what is your motherfucking None can us E.D.I. born worthless That's the day, I decided to bomb first, bitch
Come on, bring it, stick with it Come on, it
Your style wack as ever, you was rocking patent leather Causing massive terror, y'all lack, you ain't thorough Half rapper half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy dunn 'King of New York', like you the one?
But I'm from Jerz and we play that shit the Claire down to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping chips Getting rich, even though hard Trying to creep through these halls and
scarred by a revolv' with no warning signs 'Cause yo my man took Now, I'm the young one the nine Ready to put in my Shoot first, look at they burst bleeding want to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We, bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and thug niggaz on the Plan-plot-strategize and bomb
We, bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and thug on the rise Plan-plot-strategize and bomb