In music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running wild trying to other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter movement
no one knows the exact cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less fortunate Have together in conspiracy to assassinate the character Of not only Mr. but of Death Row records as well
Nas, the ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac me Makaveli's verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several other New rappers of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And other corny sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this The question everybody to know is Why'd they get this started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not for comment But released statement
not about East or West It's about and bitches and money, riders and punks Which are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
These niggaz is still 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 introduce the Don Spirits, Spurting, Spiritual, Like the Holy
Niggas get Shook 5-0 My 4-5 gun is next to me we ride Survival Money plans
Pistol closing Pockets Let me introduce the Then we it
Snakes 'cuz they breath freely See me Located wide Like the art of
I think I'm tougher any My attitude is Born in the dope fiends And city you'll find me
Looking for behind me My outlaw to die for me
Naw what I
I hit the Niggas ducking for my Stare I'm there My word
A fucking night Getting Let me see the sun rise and is for my dogs
Down to die for Venom No we all up in 'em
Cut 'em To is where we send them My whole Trying to
die Murder muthafuckas And I'm not cry Me
A born Never the block without my Two big I them Mobb bitch
Nigga And I won't whimper till I'm Life Running through my So I'm
Ha ha ha
Bye, bye, bye Lets get high and Oh, how do we do these But I'm not cry I'm a Bad Boy
die too Looking out for Mobb when I find you Weak muthafuckas deserve to breathe How many niggas to die for me
Yeah,
Coast Ridaz Comin' behind ya Should've never wit me I want money hoes sex and I wont rest my Row Doggs free First
We Bomb when 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 Bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody tonight, (Hurt nobody) But it's my or your life And I'm a bomb
For so many and some many ways We've been strays Hate to us But we some Bad Boy Killas
Got nothin' to lose, got no to go I got one home see me stranded on Death Row With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the and I be a on a mission, suptitude
But you'll do ride for the cause Yes die for the cause Ya best if I leave this bitch, I'm dyin' with choice
Kamikaze sicker than a mothafuckin' Got a little question for that nigga that made me if you ain't in this rap game For the mothafuckin'' man
Then what is ya mothafuckin'' None for Idi Amin worthless That's until the day I to bomb first bitch
Noble
Yer style wack as Like you was rocket leather Cause a massive Ya'll niggas lack, you terrel
rapper half drug kingpen Yer fairy tales son New York like you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from we don't play that shit
From the Claire down to Bricks All my niggas flippin' rich Even it's hard
Tryin' to through these halls abroad without scar by [unverified] With no warning signs cause yo my man five Now I'm the young one the nine to put in my time
Shoot first, look at there head bleedin' want to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't come to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or your And I'm a bomb
We Bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or life And I'm a bomb
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die G's and niggas on tha rise And bomb