In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac has Just another album under the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running trying to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in inter chart movement
no one knows the exact cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of fortunate rappers Have together 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 at Tupac me Makaveli's verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and other New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little
And several corny sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this The question everybody to know is Why'd get this nigga started? Tupac, Makaveli was not available for comment But this statement
It's not East or West It's about and bitches Power and money, riders and Which are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
These niggaz is fuckin' talkin'? You nigga breathin'? Fuckin' roaches, 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 to me when we ride Survival Money Making
closing hands Swollen Let me introduce the we drop it
Expose Snakes 'cuz they freely See me Located world Like the art of
I think I'm than any My attitude is Born in the dope fiends And every city find me
Looking for behind me My outlaw to die for me
Naw I mean
I hit the ducking for my Guillotine Stare I'm right My word
A night 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 where we send My team to explode
die Murder lyrically And I'm not cry Me
A born leave the block without my Two big I call Mobb bitch
Nigga And I whimper till I'm gone Thug Running through my So I'm
Ha ha ha
Bye, bye, bye Lets get high and 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 many niggas to die for me
Yeah,
West Ridaz right behind ya Should've fucked wit me I want money hoes sex and I wont rest till my Row free Bomb
We Bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my or your life And I'm a bomb
We first when we ride 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
For so many days and many ways We've been duckin' Hate to us But we still some Bad Boy
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 That's for the cause Yes I'll die for the Ya best believe if I leave bitch, I'm dyin' with choice
Kamikaze sicker than a mothafuckin' Got a little question for that nigga 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 decided to bomb bitch
Noble
Yer wack as ever you was rocket patent leather Cause a terror Ya'll niggas lack, you ain't
Half rapper half drug Yer tellin' fairy son Kickin' New York like you the one But I'm from Jers we don't that shit
From the down to North Bricks All my niggas flippin' Gettin' though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these abroad without scar by [unverified] With no warning signs cause yo my man five Now I'm the young one with the to put in my time
Shoot first, look at head burst bleedin' want to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or life And I'm a bomb
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
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die G's and Thug on tha rise And first