2pac - Bomb First (My Second Reply) lyrics

{Crowd noise} [Intro: Press Release] 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 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 a**a**inate the character Of not only Mr. Shakur, but of d**h Row Records as well Nas, the alleged ring leader, is furious at 2Pac Excuse me – Makaveli's verbal a**ault 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 motherf**ers Are understandably shaken up by this release The question everybody wants to know is: Why'd they get this n***a started? 2Pac – rather Makaveli Was not available for comment, but released this statement: [2Pac talking] It's not about East or West It's about n***as and b**hes, power and money Riders and punks – which side are you on? *gunshots*, *followed by several encroaching footsteps* These n***as is still f**ing talking? You n***as still breathing? f**ing roaches, aight Aight, it's the Raid for you co*kroaches Punk motherf**ers, this is it (Makaveli The Don) k**uminati Style (all day) (up in your a**) (Bomb first) (Outlaw Ridahz) Solo sh**, Bring it! [Verse 1: 2Pac] Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like The Holy Qur'an n***as 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 breed freely See me ride! Located worldwide like the art of graffiti I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is sh**ty Born on a dope fiend's titty In every city you'll find me Look for trouble right behind me My Outlaw n***as down to die for me Know what I mean? I hit the scene n***as ducking from my guillotine stare I'm right there, my every word a f**ing 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 motherf**ers 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 b**h-n***a 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 n***as, but I'm not gonna cry I'm a Bad Boy k**er, Jay-Z die too Looking out for Mobb Deep, n***a, when I find you Weak motherf**ers don't deserve to breathe How many n***as down to die for me? Yay-yay West Coast rider, coming right behind ya Should have never f**ed with me I want money, hoes, s** and weed I won't rest until my road dog's free; bomb first [Hook: 2Pac] 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 We bomb first when we ride Please reconsider before you die We ain't even come to fight tonight But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first [Verse 2: E.D.I. Mean] For so many days, in so many ways We've been ducking strays they delivers But still we some Bad Boy k**ers Got nothing to lose, I gots nowhere to go I only got one home, see me stranded on d**h 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 b**h Yo, I'm dying with yours Kamikaze, sicker than a motherf**ing Nazi Got a little question for that n***a that made "Paparazzi" If you ain't in this rap game For the motherf**ing cash, mane Then what is your motherf**ing purpose? Non can serve us E.D.I. Mean, born worthless That's until the day I decided to bomb first, b**h [Bridge: 2Pac] b*atch! Come on, bring it, down with it! Then we ride Come on, bring it Bomb first then we ride Hey, get that n***a! [Verse 3: Young Noble] Your style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent leather Causing ma**ive terror, y'all n***as lack, you ain't thorough Half rapper, half drug kingpin You're telling fairy tales, dunn "King of New York" like you the motherf**ing one? But I'm from Jers' and we don't play that sh** From the Clare down to North Bricks, all my n***as flippin' chips, gettin' 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 five Now I'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time [Outro: 2Pac] Shoot first, look at their head, burst bleeding Don't want to hear no sh** this evening, believe me We bomb first when we ride Please reconsider 'fore you die G's and thug n***as on the rise Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first We bomb first when we ride Please reconsider 'fore you die G's and thug n***as on the rise Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first (Start of "Hail Mary") Let us pray, my n***as For we have definitely sinned