In today's news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album under the Makaveli Music insiders are wild trying to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a in retail interchart movement
no one knows the exact cause of the new album Resources tell me a of less fortunate rappers Have joined in conspiracy to assassinate the character Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row Records as
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Excuse me Makaveli's verbal On Mobb Sleep, P.I.G. and several other New York rappers Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian Sophie' fame, Big Little
And several other corny motherfuckers Are understandably shaken up by release The question wants to know is why'd they get This nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not For comment but released statement
not about East or West It's about and bitches, power and money and punks, which side are you on?
These niggaz is fucking talking? You niggaz still Fucking roaches, aight Aight, the Raid for your cockroaches (All day, everyday)
It's the raid for you motherfuckers (The in yo' ass) This is it nigga, Killuminati (Outlaw lifestyle) Makaveli the Don, solo shit, it
me to introduce first, Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the Qu'Ran Niggaz get like 5-0 My forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for
Money making plans, pistol close at hand, pockets Let me the topic, then we drop it snakes 'cause they breath freely, see me ride? Located world like the art of Graffiti
I think I'm than Nitti, my attitude is shitty Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city you'll me Look for trouble right me My niggaz down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the scene niggaz ducking from my guillotine I'm there, my every word, a fucking nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun and fall This for my dogs to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy we all up in 'em Cut 'em down to is where we send 'em My whole team, to explode ride or die Murder motherfuckers and I'm not gon' cry
Me, a born leader leave the block without my heater Two big pits, I call my bitch nigga eaters And not a whimper I'm gone Thug Life running through my veins so I'm
Bye bye bye, let's get and ride Oh, how do we do these but I'm not gon' cry I'm a Bad Boy killa, die too Looking out for Mobb Deep, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers deserve to breathe How many niggaz down to die for me? yeah West coast ridah, coming right ya Should've fucked wit me I want money sex and weed I won't rest till my road free, bomb first
We, bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to hurt nobody But it's my life or yo' and I'ma bomb first
We, first when we ride Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to fight But it's my or yo' life and I'ma bomb first
For so many days and some ways we've been ducking strays They delivers but we still Bad Boy killers Got nothing to lose, I gots no 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 Sent to do, what you'll never do and ride for the 'cause Yes, I'll die for the
Ya, best if I'ma leave this bitch, yo, I'm dying with yours Kamikaze, sicker a muh'fucking Nazi Got a little question for nigga that made Paparazzi If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfucking cash
Then what is your purpose? None can us E.D.I. Amin worthless until the day, I decided to bomb first, bitch
Come on, bring it, we'll with it on, bring it
Your style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent Causing massive terror, y'all niggaz lack, you ain't rapper half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy tales dunn 'King of New York', like you the motherfucking
But I'm from Jerz and we don't play shit From the Claire to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping chips rich, even though it's hard Trying to creep through these and brawls
Without scarred by a revolv' with no warning yo my man took five Now, I'm the young one with the to put in my time Shoot first, look at they head burst Don't want to hear no shit this evening, me
We, first when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and niggaz on the rise Plan-plot-strategize and bomb
We, bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and thug on the rise Plan-plot-strategize and first