In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli" Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist's Street dates in fear of a wipeout in retail enter chart 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, 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: It's not about East or West It's about niggas and bitches, power and money Riders and punks. Which side are you on? These niggas is still fucking talking? You niggas still breathing? Fucking roaches, aight Aight, it's the Raid for you cockroaches Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qur'an Niggas get shook like 5-0 My .45 is next to me when we ride, for survival Money-making 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 worldwide like the art of graffiti I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty Colder than 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 ducking from my guillotine stare Right there, my every word, a fucking 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 them Cut them down, to hell is where we send them 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 running 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 Looking 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, coming right behind you Should have never fucked with me I want money, hoes, sex and weed I won't rest until my road dog is free, bomb first We bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider before you die We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first For so many days, in so many ways, we've been ducking strays They delivers, but still we some Bad Boy killers Got nothing to lose, I got 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 dying with yours Kamikaze, sicker than a motherfucking Nazi Got a little question for that nigga that made "Paparazzi" If you ain't in this rap game for the motherfucking cash, mane Then what is your motherfucking purpose? None can serve us E.D.I. Mean born worthless That's until the day I decided to bomb first, bitch Your style wack as ever like you was rocking patent leather Causing massive terror, y'all niggas lack, you ain't thorough Half rapper, half drug kingpin You're telling fairy tales, dunn "King of New York" like you the motherfucking one? But I'm from Jers' and we don't play that shit From the Clare down to North Bricks, all my niggas flipping chips Getting rich even though it's hard Trying to creep through these halls and brawls Without scarred by a revolve With no warning signs, cause yo, my man took 5 Now I'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time 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 before you die G's and thug niggas on the rise Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first