In today's music news, the ever controversial Shakur has Just released another under the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running wild to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new Resources tell me a number of less fortunate Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row 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 New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding are shaken up by this release The everybody wants to know is Why'd they get nigga started? Tupac, Makaveli was not available for comment But released statement
It's not East or West It's niggaz and bitches and money, riders and punks Which are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
These is still fuckin' talkin'? You still breathin'? roaches, aight Aight, the Raid on you
All day You muthafuckas The nigga 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 next to me we ride Survival Money Making
Pistol closing Swollen Let me the topic Then we it
Expose 'cuz they breath freely See me Located wide Like the art of
I think I'm than any My attitude is Born in the fiends titty And every you'll find me
for trouble Right me My outlaw to die for me
Naw what I
I hit the ducking for my Guillotine Stare I'm right My word
A night mare high Let me see the sun and fall 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 muthafuckas And I'm not cry Me
A born Never the block my heater Two big I call them bitch
eaters And I whimper till I'm gone Thug 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 when I find you Weak muthafuckas don't to breathe How niggas down to die for me
Yeah,
West Ridaz Comin' right ya Should've fucked wit me I want money sex and weed I wont rest till my Row 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 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 life or life And I'm a bomb
For so many days and many ways We've been duckin' Hate to us But we some Bad Boy Killas
Got to lose, got no where to go I only got one home see me stranded on Row Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general 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 than a mothafuckin' Nazi Got a little question for that nigga that Poparazi Tell me if you ain't in this rap For the cash man
Then is ya mothafuckin'' purpose None for Idi born worthless That's until the day I decided to bomb bitch
Young
Yer style wack as you was rocket patent leather Cause a terror Ya'll niggas lack, you terrel
Half rapper half kingpen Yer tellin' fairy son Kickin' New York like you the one But I'm Jers we don't play that shit
From the Claire to North Bricks All my niggas flippin' rich Even it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by With no signs cause yo my man took five Now I'm the young one with the ready to put in my
Shoot first, look at head burst bleedin' want to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We even come to hurt nobody tonight, 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 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 niggas on tha rise And first