In today's music news, the controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album under the alias Music insiders are running wild trying to other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart
Although no one knows the cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less rappers Have joined together in conspiracy to the character Of not only Mr. but of Death Row records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Excuse me Makaveli's verbal On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several other New York Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big whatever
And several other corny motherfuckers are understandably up by this release The question everybody wants to is Why'd they get nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for But this statement
not about East or West It's about niggaz and Power and money, riders and Which are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
These niggaz is still fuckin' You nigga still roaches, aight Aight, it's the on you
All day You punk The shit Killuminati the Don Solo
It
Allow me to introduce the Don Spirits, Spurting, Spiritual, the Holy Koran
Niggas get Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun is next to me we ride Survival Money Making
Pistol closing Pockets Let me introduce the we drop it
Expose Snakes 'cuz breath freely See me Located world the art of graffiti
I I'm tougher than any My is shitty in the dope fiends titty And every city find me
Looking for behind me My niggas to die for me
Naw what I
I hit the Niggas ducking for my Guillotine I'm there My every
A night mare high Let me see the sun rise and This is for my
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 leave the block without my Two big I them Mobb bitch
eaters And I whimper till 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 these But I'm not cry I'm a Bad Boy
die too Looking out for Mobb Nigga I find you Weak don't deserve to breathe How niggas down to die for me
Yeah,
West Ridaz right behind ya Should've never wit me I money hoes sex and weed I wont rest my Row Doggs free First
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 didn't even come to hurt tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or your And I'm a first
For so many days and many ways We've duckin' strays Hate to us But we some Bad Boy Killas
Got nothin' to lose, got no to go I only got one home see me on Death Row With Outlawz, Makaveli, be the general and I be a soldier on a mission,
But you'll do ride for the cause Yes die for the cause Ya best believe if I leave this bitch, I'm with choice
sicker than a mothafuckin' Nazi Got a question for that nigga that made Poparazi me if you ain't in this rap game For the mothafuckin'' man
Then is ya mothafuckin'' purpose None for Idi born worthless That's until the day I to bomb first bitch
Young
Yer style as ever Like you was rocket patent a massive terror Ya'll lack, you ain't terrel
Half rapper half kingpen Yer tellin' tales son Kickin' New York you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from Jers we play that shit
the Claire down to North Bricks All my niggas chips rich Even though hard
to creep through these halls abroad without scar by [unverified] With no signs cause yo my man took five Now I'm the young one the nine to put in my time
Shoot first, look at there burst bleedin' Don't want to hear no this evening, believe me
We first 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 first 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 bomb
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die G's and niggas on tha rise And bomb