Bomb First (My Second Reply)

Suge Shot Me
 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 wipe out 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, 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 everbody wants to know is
 Why'd they get this nigga started?
 Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
 But released this statement:
 It's not about East or West
 It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
 Riders and punks, Which side are you on?
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 These niggas is still fuckin' talkin?
 You niggas still breathin? fuckin' roaches, alright
 Aight, it's the Raid for your cockroaches
 It's the raid for you punk motherfuckers
 (The pump in yo' ass)
 This is it nigga! Killuminati style
 (Outlaw lifestyle)
 Makaveli the Don, solo shit, bring it
 Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don
 Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Quran
 Niggas get shook like 5-0
 My 45 gun's 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 breath freely, see me ride?
 Located world wide like the art of graffiti
 I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
 Born on a dope fiend's titty, huh
 In every city you'll find me
 Look for trouble right behind me
 My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, nah 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 yours
 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 gon' 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 'til I'm gone
 Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
 (Ha ha ha)
 Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
 Oh, how do we do these niggas but I'm not gon' 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? Yeah yeah
 West coast rider, comin' right behind ya
 Should've never fucked wit me
 I want money, hoes, sex and weed
 I wont rest till my road dawgs free, 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
 We, bomb first when we ride
 Please, reconsider 'fore you die
 We ain't even come to fight tonight
 But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
 For so many days and some many ways we've been duckin strays
 They delivers, but we still some Bad Boy killers
 Got nothin' to lose, I gots no where 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
 Ya best believe if I'ma leave this bitch
 Yo I'm dying with yours
 Kamikaze, sicker than a muh'fuckin' Nazi
 Got a little question for that nigga that made "Paparazzi"
 If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfuckin' cash man
 Then what is your motherfuckin' purpose? None can serve us
 E.D.I Amin born worthless
 That's until the day, I decided to bomb first bitch
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 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
 Yer tellin' fairy tales dunn
 "King of New York, " like you the motherfuckin' one?
 But I'm from Jerz and we don't play that shit
 From the Claire down to Newark 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 revolv'
 With no warnin' 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 they head burst bleedin'
 Don't want to hear no shit this evenin', 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