Bomb First (My Second Reply) - Makaveli

Niggas get shook like 5−0 my .45 gun’s

Next to me when we ride, for survival

Money-making plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets

Let meduce the topic, then we drop it

Expose snakes 'cause they breath freely — see me ride?

Located world wide, like the art of graffiti

I think I’m tougher than Nitti, my attitude’s shitty

Bolder than a dope-fiend's titty

And every city you’ll find me, look for trouble right behind me

My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, nahmean?

I hit the scene, niggas ducking from my guillotine stare

I’m right there — my every word, a fucking nightmare

Get me high;

let me see the sun rise and fall

This is 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 'em Mobb Bitch-Nigga Eaters

And I don’t whimper till I’m gone

Thug Life running through my veins, so I’m strong

Bye, bye, bye, let’s get high and ride

O 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, comin' right behind ya

Should have never fucked wit' me

I want money, hoes, sex and weed

I won’t rest till 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’m 'a 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’m 'a bomb first

(E.D.I. Mean)

For so many days and some many ways, we’ve been ducking strays

They deliver, but still we some Bad Boy killers

Got nothing to lose, I gots nowhere to go

I only got one home, see me stranded on Deathrow

With Outlawz, it’s Makaveli, be the general

and I be a soldier on a mission, set to do what you’ll never do

And that’s ride for the cause, yes I’ll die for the cause

Ya best believe if I leave this bitch I’m dying with choice

Kamikaze sicker than a motherfucking Nazi

Got a little question for that nigga that made Paparazzi

Tell me if you ain’t in this rap game, for the motherfucking cash man

Then what is ya motherfucking purpose, none for service

E.D.I.

Mean born worthless

That’s until the day I decided to bomb first, biatch

(Young Noble)

Yer style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent leather

Cause a massive terror, y’all niggas lack, you ain’t terrel

Half rapper, half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy-tales, son

King of New York like you the motherfucking one

But I’m from Jers we don’t play that shit

From the Claire down to North Bricks, all my niggas flippin' chips

Getting rich, even though it’s hard

Trying to creep through these halls abroad without scar by (?)

With no warnin' signs cause yo my man took five

Now I’m the young one with the nine 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

And 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