In today's music news, the ever Tupac Shakur has released another album under the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running wild to rearrange other artist Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter movement
Although no one knows the cause of the new album tell me a number of less fortunate rappers Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the Of not only Mr. but of Death Row records as well
Nas, the alleged ring of it, is furious at Tupac Excuse me verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several other New York Jay-Z of Hawaiian fame, Big Little whatever
And several corny sounding motherfuckers are shaken up by this release The question everybody to know is Why'd they get nigga started? Tupac, rather was not available for comment But released statement
It's not about or West about niggaz and bitches Power and money, and punks side are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
These niggaz is fuckin' talkin'? You nigga breathin'? Fuckin' roaches, Aight, it's the on you
All day You muthafuckas The shit Killuminati the Don Solo
It
Allow me to introduce the Don Spirits, Spurting, Spiritual, Like the Holy
Niggas get Shook 5-0 My 4-5 gun is next to me when we Survival Money Making
Pistol hands Swollen Let me introduce the we drop it
Expose Snakes 'cuz they freely See me Located world the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher any My is shitty in the dope fiends titty And city you'll find me
for trouble Right me My niggas to die for me
Naw I mean
I hit the Niggas for my Guillotine Stare I'm there My word
A night mare high Let me see the sun and fall is for my dogs
Down to die for Venom No we all up in 'em
Cut 'em To hell is we send them My whole to explode
die Murder lyrically And I'm not cry Me
A born Never the block without my Two big I call them bitch
Nigga And I won't till I'm gone Life Running my veins 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 don't deserve to breathe How niggas down to die for me
Yeah,
West Coast Comin' behind ya Should've fucked wit me I money hoes sex and weed I rest till my Row Doggs free Bomb
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life or life And I'm a first
We Bomb first 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 first
For so many days and many ways been duckin' strays Hate to us But we still some Bad Boy
Got to lose, got no where to go I only got one home see me on Death Row Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general and I be a on a mission, suptitude
But never do ride for the cause Yes I'll die for the Ya best believe if I this bitch, I'm dyin' with choice
Kamikaze sicker a mothafuckin' Nazi Got a little question for that nigga made Poparazi Tell me if you in this rap game For the cash man
Then what is ya mothafuckin'' for service Idi Amin born That's until the day I decided to bomb bitch
Young
Yer style as ever you was rocket patent leather Cause a terror Ya'll niggas lack, you terrel
Half rapper half kingpen Yer tellin' tales son Kickin' New York you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from Jers we don't that shit
From the Claire to North Bricks All my niggas chips Gettin' though it's hard
Tryin' to through these halls abroad without scar by [unverified] With no warning signs cause yo my man took Now I'm the young one the nine ready to put in my
first, look at there head burst bleedin' Don't want to hear no this evening, believe me
We first when we ride 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
We first when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody tonight, (Hurt nobody) But my life or your life And I'm a bomb
We first when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's and niggas on tha rise And first