In today's music news, the ever controversial Shakur has Just released another under the alias Makaveli Music insiders are wild trying to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart
Although no one knows the exact of the new album Resources me a number of less fortunate rappers 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 furious at me Makaveli's verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several New York rappers Jay-Z of Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this The question wants to know is Why'd they get this started? Tupac, Makaveli was not available for comment But released statement
It's not East or West about niggaz and bitches Power and money, and punks side are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
These is still fuckin' talkin'? You nigga still roaches, aight Aight, the Raid on you
All day You punk The shit Style the Don Solo
It
Allow me to first the Don Spirits, Spurting, Spiritual, the Holy Koran
Niggas get Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun is to me when we ride Plus Making plans
Pistol hands Pockets Let me introduce the Then we it
Snakes 'cuz they breath freely See me Located world Like the art of
I think I'm tougher any My attitude is Born in the dope fiends And every city find me
Looking for Right me My outlaw to die for me
Naw what I
I hit the Niggas ducking for my Stare I'm there My every
A fucking night Getting Let me see the sun rise and This is for my
Down to die for Venom No we all up in 'em
Cut 'em To hell is where we them My whole Trying to
die Murder lyrically And I'm not cry Me
A born Never leave the my heater Two big I them Mobb bitch
eaters And I whimper till I'm gone Life Running through my So I'm
Ha ha ha
Bye, bye, bye get high and ride Oh, how do we do these But I'm not cry I'm a Bad Boy
die too Looking out for Mobb Nigga I find you Weak muthafuckas don't to breathe How many niggas to die for me
Yeah,
West Ridaz Comin' behind ya Should've fucked wit me I want money sex and weed I wont rest till my Row Doggs Bomb
We first when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or your And I'm a first
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We didn't come to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But my life or your life And I'm a bomb
For so many days and many ways We've been duckin' Hate to us But we still Bad Boy Killas
Got to lose, got no where to go I only got one home see me stranded on Row With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the and I be a on a mission, suptitude
But never do That's for the cause Yes I'll die for the Ya best believe if I leave this bitch, I'm dyin' choice
Kamikaze than a mothafuckin' Nazi Got a little question for that nigga that Poparazi Tell me if you ain't in rap game For the cash man
what is ya mothafuckin'' purpose None for Idi born worthless That's until the day I to bomb first bitch
Noble
Yer style as ever Like you was patent leather Cause a terror Ya'll niggas lack, you ain't
Half rapper half drug Yer tellin' fairy son New York like you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from Jers we don't play shit
From the Claire down to Bricks All my flippin' chips Gettin' Even it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by no warning signs cause yo my man took five Now I'm the young one the nine to put in my time
Shoot first, look at head burst bleedin' Don't want to hear no shit evening, believe me
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or your And I'm a first
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We even come to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or life And I'm a first
We first when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's and Thug on tha rise And bomb