In today's news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has released another album under the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other Street dates, in of a wipeout in retail interchart movement
Although no one knows the cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less rappers Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the Of not only Mr. but of Death Row Records as well
Nas, the ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac Excuse me Makaveli's assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and other New York rappers Jay-Z, 'Hawaiian Sophie' fame, Big Little whatever
And several other sounding motherfuckers Are understandably up by this release The question everybody wants to know is they get This nigga Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available For but released this statement
It's not about or West It's about niggaz and bitches, and money and punks, which side are you on?
These niggaz is still fucking You niggaz still breathing? Fucking roaches, Aight, it's the Raid for your (All day, everyday)
the raid for you punk motherfuckers (The in yo' ass) is it nigga, Killuminati style (Outlaw lifestyle) Makaveli the Don, solo shit, it
me to introduce first, Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual like the Holy Qu'Ran Niggaz get shook 5-0 My gun's next to me when we ride, for survival
making plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets Let me introduce the topic, then we it Expose snakes 'cause breath freely, see me ride? Located wide like the art of Graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every you'll find me Look for right behind me My niggaz down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the scene ducking from my guillotine stare I'm right there, my every word, a nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun rise and This for my dogs down to die for
Extreme venom, no mercy we all up in 'em Cut 'em down to Hell is where we 'em My whole team, trained to ride or die motherfuckers lyrically and I'm not gon' cry
Me, a leader never leave the block without my heater Two big pits, I call them my bitch nigga And not a whimper 'til I'm Thug Life running 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 I find you
motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many down to die for me? Yeah yeah West ridah, coming right behind ya never fucked wit me I money hoes sex and weed I rest till my road dawgs free, bomb first
We, bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to hurt tonight But it's my life or yo' and I'ma bomb first
We, bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to tonight But it's my life or yo' life and I'ma bomb
For so many days and some many ways been ducking strays They delivers but we still some Bad Boy Got nothing to lose, I no where to go I got one home, see me stranded on Death Row
With Outlawz, Makaveli, be the general And I be a on a mission Sent to do, what never do and that's ride for the 'cause Yes, I'll die for the
Ya, best believe if I'ma this bitch, yo, I'm dying with yours Kamikaze, sicker a muh'fucking Nazi Got a little question for that nigga that Paparazzi If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfucking mayne
Then what is motherfucking purpose? can serve us E.D.I. born worthless That's the day, I decided to bomb first, bitch
Come on, bring it, stick with it on, bring it
Your style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent Causing massive terror, y'all niggaz lack, you thorough Half rapper drug kingpin, yer telling fairy tales dunn 'King of New York', you the motherfucking one?
But I'm from Jerz and we don't play shit the Claire down to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping chips Getting rich, though it's 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 with the Ready to put in my first, look at they head burst bleeding Don't to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We, bomb first when we 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