In today's music news, the controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running trying to rearrange other artist Street dates, in of a wipe out in retail inter chart movement
Although no one knows the cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less fortunate joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character Of not Mr. Shakur but of Death Row records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Excuse me verbal assault On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several New York rappers Jay-Z of Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny motherfuckers are shaken up by this release The question everybody wants to is Why'd they get this nigga Tupac, Makaveli was not available for comment But released statement
It's not about or West It's about and bitches Power and money, riders and side are you on?
Gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit
niggaz is still fuckin' talkin'? You still breathin'? Fuckin' roaches, Aight, the Raid on you
All day You punk 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 Plus Money plans
closing hands Swollen Let me introduce the we drop it
Expose Snakes 'cuz breath freely See me Located wide the art of graffiti
I think I'm than any My is shitty Born in the dope 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 fucking 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 is where we send them My whole Trying to
die Murder lyrically And I'm not cry Me
A born Never leave the my heater Two big I them Mobb bitch
Nigga And I won't till I'm gone Life 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 deserve to How niggas down to die for me
Yeah,
West Coast Comin' right ya never fucked wit me I want money sex and weed I wont till my Row Doggs free Bomb
We Bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody 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 come to hurt tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my or your life And I'm a bomb
For so many days and many ways been duckin' strays Hate to us But we some Bad Boy Killas
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 you'll do That's for the cause Yes I'll die for the Ya believe if I leave this bitch, I'm dyin' with choice
Kamikaze sicker than a Nazi Got a little question for nigga that made Poparazi me if you ain't in this rap game For the cash 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 you was rocket patent leather Cause a terror niggas lack, you ain't terrel
Half rapper half drug Yer tellin' tales son New York like you the mothafuckin'' one But I'm from Jers we don't play shit
the Claire down to North Bricks All my niggas flippin' rich Even it's hard
to creep through these halls abroad without scar by [unverified] With no warning signs yo my man took five Now I'm the young one with the ready to put in my
Shoot first, look at there burst bleedin' want to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We Bomb first when we 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 bomb
We Bomb first we ride Please, 'fo you die We didn't even to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my or your life And I'm a bomb
We Bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's and Thug niggas on tha And first