In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac has Just released another under the alias Makaveli insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter movement
Although no one knows the cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less fortunate Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Row records as well
Nas, the ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac Excuse me verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and other New York rappers Jay-Z of Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding are understandably shaken up by release The everybody wants to know is they get this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not for comment But this statement
not about East or West It's about niggaz and and money, riders and punks Which are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, hit ground
niggaz is still fuckin' talkin'? You nigga breathin'? roaches, aight Aight, it's the on you
All day You punk The nigga Style the Don Solo
It
Allow me to first the Don Spirits, Spurting, Spiritual, Like the Holy
get Shook Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun is to me when we ride Survival Money plans
Pistol closing Swollen Let me introduce the Then we it
Expose Snakes 'cuz breath freely See me Located wide the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher any My is shitty Born in the dope fiends And every city you'll me
Looking for behind me My outlaw to die for me
Naw I mean
I hit the Niggas ducking for my Stare I'm right My word
A fucking mare Getting Let me see the sun rise and is for my dogs
Down to die for Extreme No we all up in 'em
Cut 'em To hell is where we them My team to explode
die Murder lyrically And I'm not cry Me
A leader leave the block without my Two big I call Mobb bitch
eaters And I won't whimper I'm gone Thug Running through my So I'm
Ha ha ha
Bye, bye, bye Lets get and ride Oh, how do we do niggas But I'm not cry I'm a Bad Boy
die too Looking out for Deep when I find you Weak muthafuckas don't deserve to How niggas down to die for me
Yeah,
West Ridaz right behind ya Should've never wit me I want money sex and weed I wont till my Row Doggs free First
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or your And I'm a first
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody tonight, (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or your And I'm a bomb
For so many days and many ways been duckin' strays Hate to us But we some Bad Boy Killas
Got to lose, got no where to go I only got one home see me on Death Row Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general and I be a on a mission, suptitude
But never do That's ride for the Yes I'll die for the Ya best believe if I this bitch, I'm dyin' with choice
Kamikaze sicker than a mothafuckin' Got a little question for that nigga that made Tell me if you in this rap game For the cash man
Then is ya mothafuckin'' purpose None for Idi Amin born That's until the day I decided to first bitch
Young
Yer wack as ever Like you was rocket patent a massive terror Ya'll niggas lack, you ain't
Half half drug kingpen Yer tellin' tales son Kickin' New York you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from Jers we play that shit
From the Claire to North Bricks All my flippin' chips rich Even it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these abroad without scar by [unverified] With no warning cause yo my man took five Now I'm the one with the nine to put in my time
Shoot first, look at there head burst Don't want to no shit this evening, believe me
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody tonight, (Hurt nobody) But my life or your life And I'm a first
We first when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my or your life And I'm a bomb
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die G's and Thug niggas on tha And first