Suge Shot Men[church bells ring in background]nIn today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur hasnjust released another album under the alias Makaveli.nMusic insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artistnstreet dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement.nAlthough no one knows the exact cause of the new album;nresources tell me a number of less fortunate rappersnhave joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the characternof not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well.nNas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupacnexcuse me Makaveli's verbal assaultnon Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappersnJay-Z, from Hawaiian Sophie fame, Big Little whatevernand several other corny sounding motherfuckersnare understandably shaken up by this release.nThe question everbody wants to know is --nwhy'd they get this nigga started?nTupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for commentnbut released this statement:nn[Makaveli]nIt's not about East or WestnIt's about niggaz and bitches, power and money,nriders and punks. Which side are you on?nn[gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground]nThese niggaz is still fuckin talkin?nYou niggaz still breathin? Fuckin roaches, aightnAight, it's the Raid for your cockroachesnn(All day, everyday)nIt's the raid for you punk motherfuckersn(The pump in yo' ass)nThis is it nigga! Killuminati stylen(Outlaw lifestyle)nMakaveli the Don, solo shit - bring it!nn[Makaveli]nAllow me to introduce first {*gunshot fires*} Makaveli the DonnHysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qu'RannNiggaz get shook like 5-0nMy forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for survivalnMoney makin plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pocketsnLet me introduce the topic, then we drop itnExpose snakes cause they breath freely, see me ride?nLocated world wide like the art of graffitinI think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shittynBorn on a dopefiend's titty.. huhnIn every city you'll find menLook for trouble right behind menMy Outlaw niggaz down to die for me, knahmean?nI hit the scene niggaz duckin from my guillotine starenI'm right there; my every word, a fuckin nightmarenGet me high, let me see the sun rise and fallnThis for my dogs down to die for yoursnExtreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'emnCut 'em down.. to Hell is where we send 'emnMy whole team, trained to explode ride or dienMurder motherfuckers lyrically, and I'm not gon' crynMe - a born leader never leave the block without my heaternTwo big pits, I call them my bitch nigga eatersnAnd not a whimper 'til I'm gonenThug Life runnin through my veins so I'm strongn(Ha ha ha)nnBye bye bye, let's get high and ridenOh, how do we do these niggaz but I'm not gon' crynI'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die toonLookin out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find younWeak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathenHow many niggaz down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy!nWest coast ridah, comin right behind yanShould've never fucked wit meeeenI want money hoes sex and weeeednI wont rest till my road dawgs freeee, bomb first!nn[Chorus]nWe, bomb first when we ridenPlease, reconsider 'fo you dienWe ain't even come to hurt nobody tonightnBut it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb firstnWe, bomb first when we ridenPlease, reconsider 'fo you dienWe ain't even come to fight tonightnBut it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb firstnn[E.D.I. Amin]nFor so many days and some many ways we've been duckin straysnThey delivers, but we still some Bad Boy killersnGot nuttin to lose, I gots no where to gonI only got one home, see me stranded on Death RownWith Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the generalnAnd I be a soldier on a missionnSent to do, what you'll never donand that's ride for the causenYes I'll die for the causenYa best believe if I'ma leave this bitchnYo I'm dyin with yoursnKamikaze, sicker than a muh'fuckin NazinGot a little question for that nigga that made PaparazzinIf you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfuckin cash maynenthen what is your motherfuckin purpose? None can serve usnE.D.I. Amin born worthlessnThat's until the day, I decided to bomb first BEATCH!!nn[Young Noble]nYour style wack as ever, like you was rockin patent leathernCausin massive terror, y'all niggaz lack, you ain't thoroughnHalf rapper half drug kingpinnYer tellin fairy tales dunnnKing of New York, like you the motherfuckin one?nBut I'm from Jerz and we don't play that shitnFrom the Claire down to Newark Bricks, all my niggaz flippin chipsnGettin rich, even though it's hardnTryin to creep through these halls and brawlsnwithout scarred by a revolv'nwith no warnin signs, cause yo my man took fivenNow I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my timenn[Makaveli]nShoot first, look at they head burst bleedinnDon't want to hear no shit this evenin, believe menWe, bomb first when we ridenPlease, reconsider 'fo you dienG's, and thug niggaz on the risenPlan-plot-strategize, and bomb firstnWe, bomb first when we ridenPlease, reconsider 'fo you dienG's, and thug niggaz on the risenPlan-plot-strategize, and bomb first