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 dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement
Although no one knows the cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less rappers joined 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 Excuse me Makaveli's verbal On Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and several other New York rappers Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian Sophie' fame, Big whatever
And several corny sounding motherfuckers Are shaken up by this release The question everybody wants to know is they get This nigga Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available For but released this statement
not about East or West It's about and bitches, power and money Riders and punks, side are you on?
These niggaz is still fucking You niggaz still breathing? Fucking roaches, Aight, it's the for your cockroaches (All day, everyday)
the raid for you punk motherfuckers (The in yo' ass) This is it nigga, Killuminati (Outlaw lifestyle) the Don, solo shit, bring it
Allow me to first, Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the Qu'Ran Niggaz get shook 5-0 My forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for
Money plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets Let me the topic, then we drop it snakes 'cause they breath freely, see me ride? Located wide like the art of Graffiti
I I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city find me for trouble right behind me My Outlaw down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the niggaz ducking from my guillotine stare I'm right there, my word, a fucking nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun rise and This for my dogs to die for yours
venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em Cut 'em down to Hell is where we 'em My team, trained to explode ride or die Murder lyrically and I'm not gon' cry
Me, a born leader never leave the without my heater Two big pits, I call my bitch nigga eaters And not a whimper I'm gone Thug Life running through my so I'm strong
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 out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak motherfuckers deserve to breathe How many niggaz to die for me? Yeah yeah West ridah, coming right behind ya Should've never wit me I want money hoes sex and I won't rest till my road free, bomb first
We, first when we ride Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to nobody tonight But it's my life or yo' life and bomb first
We, bomb first when we Please, 'fo you die We ain't even come to tonight But it's my life or yo' life and I'ma bomb
For so many days and some many ways been ducking strays They delivers but we still some Bad Boy Got to lose, I gots 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 Sent to do, what you'll never do and that's ride for the Yes, die for the cause
Ya, best believe if I'ma leave this bitch, yo, I'm dying with Kamikaze, sicker a muh'fucking Nazi Got a question for that nigga that made Paparazzi If you in this rap game, for the motherfucking cash mayne
Then what is your purpose? can serve us E.D.I. Amin born That's the day, I decided to bomb first, bitch
Come on, bring it, we'll stick it Come on, it
Your style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent Causing terror, y'all niggaz lack, you ain't thorough Half rapper half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy dunn 'King of New York', like you the motherfucking
But I'm from Jerz and we don't that shit the Claire down to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping chips Getting rich, though it's hard Trying to creep through halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolv' no warning signs yo my man took five Now, I'm the one with the nine Ready to put in my Shoot first, look at head burst bleeding Don't want to no shit this evening, believe me
We, bomb when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and niggaz on the rise Plan-plot-strategize and bomb
We, first when we ride Please, 'fo you die G's, and thug niggaz on the and bomb first