In today's music news, the controversial Tupac Shakur has Just another album 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 exact cause of the new Resources tell me a number of less fortunate Have joined together in to assassinate the character Of not only Mr. 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, B.I.G. and several other New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by release The everybody wants to know is they get this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for But released statement
not about East or West It's about niggaz and Power and money, riders and side are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, hit ground
These niggaz is still talkin'? You nigga still Fuckin' roaches, Aight, it's the on you
All day You punk The shit Style the Don Solo
It
Allow me to introduce the Don Spirits, Spurting, Spiritual, Like the Koran
Niggas get Shook 5-0 My 4-5 gun is to me when we ride Survival Money plans
Pistol hands Swollen Let me the topic we drop it
Expose Snakes 'cuz they breath See me Located wide the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher any My attitude is Born in the dope fiends And city you'll find me
Looking for Right me My niggas to die for me
Naw what I
I hit the Niggas ducking for my Stare I'm there My every
A fucking mare 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 hell is we send them My team Trying to
die Murder lyrically And I'm not cry Me
A leader Never the block without my Two big I call them 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 and ride Oh, how do we do these But I'm not cry I'm a Bad Boy
die too Looking out for Deep Nigga when I you Weak muthafuckas don't to breathe How niggas down to die for me
Yeah,
West Coast Comin' behind ya never fucked wit me I want money sex and weed I wont till my Row Doggs free Bomb
We Bomb when 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
We Bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But my life or your life And I'm a first
For so days and some many ways We've duckin' 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, Makaveli, be the general and I be a soldier on a mission,
But never do That's ride for the Yes die for the cause Ya best believe if I leave this bitch, I'm dyin' with
Kamikaze sicker than a mothafuckin' Got a little question for that nigga made Poparazi Tell me if you ain't in this rap For the cash man
Then what is ya mothafuckin'' for service Idi Amin born That's until the day I decided to first bitch
Noble
Yer style as ever you was rocket patent leather Cause a terror Ya'll niggas lack, you terrel
Half rapper half drug Yer fairy tales son Kickin' New like you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from Jers we don't play that
From the Claire to North Bricks All my niggas chips rich Even though it's
Tryin' to through these halls abroad without scar by [unverified] With no warning signs cause yo my man five Now I'm the one with the nine ready to put in my
Shoot first, at there head burst bleedin' Don't want to hear no this evening, believe me
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But my life or your life And I'm a bomb
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my or your life And I'm a first
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die G's and Thug niggas on tha And first