Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)
Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don / Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like The Holy Quran
[Reporter]
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 artists’ 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, is furious at 2Pac’s – excuse me – Makaveli’s verbal assault on Mobb Sleep, Notorious P.I.G., and several other New York rappers. Jay-Z from “Hawaiian Sophie” fame, Big Little whatever, and several other corny-sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everybody wants to know is: why’d they get this nigga started?
2Pac – rather Makaveli – was not available for comment but released this statement:
[Makaveli speaking]
It’s not about East or West
It’s about niggas and bitches, power and money, ridaz and punks
Which side are you on?
These niggas is still fuckin’ talkin’?
You niggas still breathin’? Fuckin’ roaches, aight
It’s the Raid for you cockroaches
Punk motherfuckers, this is it (Makaveli The Don)
Killuminati Style (all day) (up in your ass)
(Bomb first) (Outlaw Ridahz) Solo shit, Bring it!
[Makaveli]
Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like The Holy Quran
Niggas get shook like 5-0
My .45 is next to me when we ride, for survival
Money-makin’ plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introduce the topic, then we drop it
Expose snakes ‘cause they breed freely
See me rise, located worldwide like the art of graffiti
I think I’m tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dope fiend’s titty
In every city you’ll find me, look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, know what I mean?
I hit the scene, niggas duckin’ from my guillotine stare
I’m right there, my every word
A fuckin’ nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs down to die for y’all
Extreme venom
No mercy when we all up in ’em, cut ’em down
To Hell is where we send ’em
My whole team trained to explode, ride or die
Murder motherfuckers lyrically and I’m not gonna cry
Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my “bitch-nigga eaters”
And not a whimper until I’m gone
Thug Life runnin’ through my veins so I’m strong
Bye bye bye, let’s get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these niggas, but I’m not gonna cry
I’m a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Lookin’ out for Mobb Deep, nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don’t deserve to breathe
How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay
West Coast rider, comin’ right behind ya
Should have never fucked with me
I want money, hoes, sex and weed
I won’t rest until my road dog’s free – bomb first
[Makaveli]
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider ’fore you die
We ain’t even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it’s my life or your life, and I’ma bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider ’fore you die
We ain’t even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it’s my life or your life, and I’ma bomb first
[E.D.I. Mean]
For so many days, in so many ways
We’ve been duckin’ strays they delivers
But still we some Bad Boy killers
Got nothin’ to lose, I gots nowhere to go
I only got one home, see me stranded on Death Row
With Outlawz, it’s Makaveli be the general
And I be a soldier on a mission
Sent to do what you’ll never do
And that’s ride for the cause, yes I’ll die for the cause
You best believe, if I’ma leave this bitch, yo I’m dyin’ with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a motherfuckin’ Nazi
Got a little question for that nigga that made “Paparazzi”
If you ain’t in this rap game
For the motherfuckin’ cash, mane
Then what is your motherfuckin’ purpose?
None can serve us
E.D.I. Mean, born worthless
That’s until the day I decided to bomb first, bitch!
[Makaveli]
Biatch! Come on, bring it, down with it!
Then we ride
Come on, bring it
Bomb first when we ride
Hey, get that nigga!
[Young Noble]
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin’ patent leather
Causin’ massive terror, y’all niggas lack, you ain’t thorough
Half rapper, half drug kingpin
You’re tellin’ fairy tales, dunn
“King of New York” like you the motherfuckin’ one?
But I’m from Jers’ and we don’t play that shit
From the Clare down to North Bricks
All my niggas flippin’ chips, gettin’ rich, even though it’s hard
Tryin’ to creep through these halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolve
With no warning signs, ‘cause yo, my man took five
Now I’m the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time
[Makaveli]
Shoot first, look at their head, burst bleeding
Don’t want to hear no shit this evening, believe me
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider ’fore you die
G’s and thug niggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider ’fore you die
G’s and thug niggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first
[Makaveli - intro to “Hail Mary”]
Let us pray, my nigga
Cause we definitely have sinned