2Pac, Outlawz - Bomb First (My Second Reply) lyrics

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 inter-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's – excuse me – Makaveli's verbal
Assault on Mobb Sleep, Notorious PIG, 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, ridaz and punks
Which side are you on? Heartbeat Gunshots
Encroaching footsteps
These niggas is still fuckin' talkin'?
You niggas still breathin'? Fuckin' roaches
A'ight, it's the Raid on 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!

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 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
(huh) in every city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw niggas down to die for me
Know 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 pit's
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

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
In so many ways we've been duckin' strays
They delivers
But still we some Bad Boy killers
Got nuttin' 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 ma'fuckin' 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? Narcing service
EDI mean, born worthless
That's until the day, I
Decided to bomb first, bitch!

Biatch! Come on, bring it, down with it!
Then we ride come on, bring it
Bomb first when we ride hey, get that nigga!

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', 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
Tryna 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 youngin 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 'fore you die
G's and thug niggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, but 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

Let us pray, my nigga
'Cause we definitely have sinned