These niggas is still fuckin’ talkin’? You niggas still breathin’? (Wake up nigga it’s on) Fuckin’ roaches aight it’s the raid (Bomb first nigga) for your cockroaches (All day everyday) It’s the raid for you punk motherfuckers (Bomb first hit in yo' ass up) This is it nigga (Makaveli the Don) (Bomb first) (Get your weapens out) Killuminati style Outlaw lifestyle (Makaveli the Don) Solo shit feel it (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 pockеts Let me introduce thе 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 pits, 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 Hehahaah (Westside) (He knew it) Outlaw Westside Death Row (Makaveli the Don) (I'm gonna tell you) one time Check mate bitch may be the next move (You should flew when you make up that story check you what I mean?) Till the niggas be gone uuhhu (While they ain’t makin’ no moves) When I do it to you (Now I can finish my shit) Don’t you love I bust it? My nation (My anger) (Old school thing how I do it) (Keep do it) (Stay strong I give it to you that ruff shit) Don’t you love it how I playin’ these tricks? (It’s all up on the chess know what I mean?) (Nigga we love suites we buyin’ ‘em) Hehahaah ahhaha how you get weight? Did you see the niggas albums? I try to hear some funny shit like thery tryin’ little me (Out of respect y’all your niggas are gangbangers in there minds?) Drop a head drop ahead (Y’all I still away my 5000 platium shit) I’ll droppin’ boms nigga (And y’all niggas ain’t even fuckin’ make no noise) (I know you know what the fuck I'm talkin’ about) Eah Jay-Z straight up your album is weak homeboy (Scared nigga) You too fuckin’ deny (Small in your fuckin’ head) (Cause I saved your motherfuckin’ head) And you too fuckin’ weak and still want to fuck with me (That’s how you know I'm talkin’ to you punk motherfucker) Boy even none in charge be enough of this (Come get me) If you really with me weak motherfuckers shut the fuck up (Come get me) Ooh I ain’t Sofy a lookin’ ass motherfucker (Come get me)