In music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album under the Makaveli Music insiders are running wild trying to other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in interchart movement
Although no one the exact cause of the new album Resources tell me a of less fortunate rappers Have joined together in conspiracy to the character Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row Records as
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Excuse me Makaveli's assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and several New York rappers Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian fame, Big Little whatever
And several corny sounding motherfuckers Are understandably up by this release The everybody wants to know is why'd they get nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available For but released this statement
not about East or West It's about niggaz and bitches, and money Riders and punks, which are you on?
These niggaz is still talking? You niggaz still Fucking roaches, aight Aight, it's the Raid for your (All day, everyday)
the raid for you punk motherfuckers (The in yo' ass) This is it nigga, style (Outlaw lifestyle) the Don, solo shit, bring it
Allow me to first, Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual like the Holy Qu'Ran Niggaz get shook 5-0 My forty-five gun's to me when we ride, for survival
Money making plans, pistol close at hand, pockets Let me introduce the topic, we drop it Expose snakes 'cause they freely, see me ride? Located world like the art of Graffiti
I I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty Born on a titty, huh, in every city you'll find me Look for right behind me My Outlaw niggaz down to die for me,
I hit the scene niggaz ducking my guillotine stare I'm there, my every word, a fucking nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun rise and This for my dogs down to die for
venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em Cut 'em down to Hell is where we 'em My whole team, trained to explode or die Murder lyrically and I'm not gon' cry
Me, a born never leave the block without my heater Two big pits, I call them my nigga eaters And not a whimper I'm gone Life running through my veins so I'm strong
Bye bye bye, let's get and ride Oh, how do we do these but I'm not gon' cry I'm a Bad Boy killa, die too Looking out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I you
Weak motherfuckers deserve to breathe How many niggaz down to die for me? Yeah West coast ridah, coming behind ya never fucked wit me I want hoes sex and weed I won't rest till my road 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' life and bomb first
We, first when we ride Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to tonight But it's my life or yo' life and I'ma first
For so many days and many ways we've been ducking strays They delivers but we some Bad Boy killers Got nothing to lose, I gots no to go I only got one home, see me on Death Row
With Outlawz, Makaveli, be the general And I be a on a mission Sent to do, what you'll never do and that's ride for the Yes, I'll die for the
Ya, best believe if leave this bitch, yo, I'm dying with yours Kamikaze, sicker a muh'fucking Nazi Got a little question for that that made Paparazzi If you ain't in this rap game, for the cash mayne
Then what is your motherfucking None can us E.D.I. born worthless That's until the day, I to bomb first, bitch
on, bring it, we'll stick with it Come on, it
Your style as ever, like you was rocking patent leather Causing terror, y'all niggaz lack, you ain't thorough Half rapper half kingpin, yer telling fairy tales dunn 'King of New York', like you the motherfucking
But I'm from Jerz and we don't that shit From the Claire to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping chips Getting rich, even though hard Trying to creep through halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolv' with no signs yo my man took five Now, I'm the young one the nine to put in my time Shoot first, at they head burst bleeding Don't want to hear no this evening, believe me
We, bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and niggaz on the rise and bomb first
We, bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and thug niggaz on the Plan-plot-strategize and bomb