In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac has Just released another album the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running wild to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in interchart movement
Although no one knows the cause of the new album Resources me a number of less fortunate rappers Have joined together in to assassinate the character Of not Mr. Shakur but of Death Row Records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is at Tupac Excuse me Makaveli's verbal On Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and several other New York Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian Sophie' fame, Big whatever
And several corny sounding motherfuckers Are shaken up by this release The question everybody wants to know is they get nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available For comment but released this
not about East or West It's about niggaz and bitches, power and Riders and punks, side are you on?
niggaz is still fucking talking? You niggaz still breathing? Fucking roaches, Aight, it's the for your cockroaches (All day, everyday)
the raid for you punk motherfuckers (The in yo' ass) is it nigga, Killuminati style (Outlaw lifestyle) Makaveli the Don, shit, bring it
me to introduce first, Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the Qu'Ran Niggaz get shook 5-0 My forty-five next to me when we ride, for survival
Money making plans, pistol at hand, swollen pockets Let me the topic, then we drop it Expose 'cause they breath freely, see me ride? Located world wide like the art of
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city you'll find me Look for right behind me My niggaz down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the niggaz ducking from my guillotine stare I'm right there, my every word, a nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun and fall for my dogs down to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy we all up in 'em Cut 'em down to is where we send 'em My whole team, to explode ride or die motherfuckers lyrically and I'm not gon' cry
Me, a born never leave the block without my heater Two big pits, I call my bitch nigga eaters And not a whimper 'til I'm Thug Life through my veins 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 out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak don't deserve to breathe How many niggaz down to die for me? yeah West coast ridah, right behind ya never fucked wit me I want money hoes sex and I won't rest till my dawgs free, bomb first
We, bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to hurt nobody But it's my life or yo' and I'ma bomb first
We, bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We ain't come to fight tonight But my life or yo' life and I'ma bomb first
For so many days and some many ways we've been strays They but we still some Bad Boy killers Got to lose, I gots 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, I'll die for the
Ya, best believe if I'ma leave this bitch, yo, I'm dying yours Kamikaze, than a muh'fucking Nazi Got a little for that nigga that made Paparazzi If you in this rap game, for the motherfucking cash mayne
Then what is your purpose? can serve us E.D.I. Amin worthless That's until the day, I to bomb first, bitch
Come on, it, we'll stick with it on, bring it
Your style wack as ever, like you was 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', you the motherfucking one?
But I'm from and we don't play that shit From the Claire down to North Bricks, all my flipping chips Getting rich, even though it's to creep through these halls and brawls
Without by a revolv' with no warning signs yo my man took five Now, I'm the young one the nine to put in my time Shoot first, look at they head bleeding Don't want to hear no shit evening, believe me
We, bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and niggaz on the rise and bomb first
We, first when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and thug niggaz on the Plan-plot-strategize and bomb