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[Church bells ringing in background] In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has just released another album under the alias Makaveli. Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement. Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album; resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row records as well. Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever and several other corny sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this release The question everbody wants to know is -- why'd they get this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment but released this statement: [Makaveli] It's not about East or West It's about niggaz and bitches, power and money, riders and punks. Which side are you on? *gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground* SongtexteThese niggaz is still fuckin talkin? You nigga still breathin? Fuckin roaches, aight Aight, it's the Raid on you All day You punk mutha-fuckas The shit nigga Killuminati Style Makaveli the Don Solo shit Bring It Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don Sprits, Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics Like the Holy Koran Niggas get Shook Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun is next to me when we ride Plus Survival Money Making plans Pistol Closing hands Swollen Pockets Let me introduce the topic Then we drop it Expose Snakes cuz they breath freely See me ride Located world wide Like the art of graffiti I think I'm tuffer than any My attitude is shitty Born in the dope fiends titty And every city you'll find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw Niggas Down to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my Guillotine Stare I'm right there My every word A fucking night mare Getting high Let me see the sun rise and fall This is for my dogs Down to die for yours Extreme Venom No mercy When we all up in 'em Cut em Down To hell is where we send them My whole team Trying to explode Rather die Murder mutha-fuckas lyrically And I'm not gonna cry Me A born leader Never leave the block without my heater Two big pitts I call them Mobb Bitch Nigga eaters And I won't whimper till I'm gone Thug Life Running through my veins So I'm strong Ha ha ha Bye Bye bye Lets get high and ride Oh, how do we do these niggas But I'm not gonna cry I'm a Bad Boy killa Jay-Z die too Looking out for Mobb Deep Nigga when I find you Weak mutha-fuckas don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me Yeah Yeah West Coast Ridaz Comin right behind ya Should've never fucked wit me I want money hoes sex and weed I wont rest till my Row Doggs free Bomb First Chorus X2 We Bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider 'fo you die We didn't even come to (hurt nobody)X1) X2> tonight But it's my life or your life And I'm a bomb first E.D.I. (Idi Amin) For so many days and some many ways We've been duckin strays Hate to live us But we still some Badboy Killas Got nothin to lose, got no where to go I only got one home see me stranded on Deathrow With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general and I be a soldier on a mission, suptitude but you'll never do That's ride for the cause Yes I'll die for the cause Ya best believe if I leave this bitch I'm dyin with choice Kamikaze sicker than a mothafuckin Nazi Got a little question for that nigga that made Poparazi Tell me if you ain't in this rap game For the mothafuckin cash man Then what is ya mothafuckin purpose None for service Idi Amin born worthless That's until the day I decided to bomb first bitch Young Noble Yer style wack as ever Like you was rocket patent leather Cause a massive terror Ya'll niggas lack, you ain't terrel Half rapper half drug kingpen Yer tellin fairy tales son Kickin New York like you the mothafuckin one But I'm from Jers we don't play that shit From the Claire down to North Bricks All my niggas flippin chips Gettin rich Even though it's hard Tryin to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ???? With no warning signs cause yo my man took five Now I'm the young one with the nine ready to put in my time Shoot first, look at there head Burst Bleedin' Don't want to hear no shit this evening, Believe me X2 We Bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider 'fo you die G's and Thug niggas on tha rise Plan-plot-strategize And bomb first Aus Songtexte Mania