[chique]

7 Day Theory - ALBUM

Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply) - TITLE

{*church bells ring in background*}
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
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 assassinate the character
of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault
on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
and several other corny sounding mother****ers
are understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
why'd they get this ***** started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
but released this statement:

[Makaveli]
It's not about East or West
It's about *****z and *******, power and money,
riders and punks. Which side are you on?

{*gun ****ed, six shots, bullets hit ground*}
These *****z is still ****** talkin?
You *****z still breathin? ****** roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid for your ****roaches

(All day, everyday)
It's the raid for you punk mother****ers
(The pump in yo' ***)
This is it *****! Killuminati style
(Outlaw lifestyle)
Makaveli the Don, solo **** - bring it!

[Makaveli]
Allow me to introduce first {*gunshot fires*} Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qu'Ran
*****z get shook like 5-0
My forty-five gun's 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 breath freely, see me ride?
Located world wide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dopefiend's titty.. huh
In every city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw *****z down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the scene *****z duckin from my guillotine stare
I'm right there; my every word, a ****** nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs down to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em down.. to **** is where we send 'em
My whole team, trained to explode ride or die
Murder mother****ers lyrically, and I'm not gon' cry
Me - a born leader never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my ***** ***** eaters
And not a whimper 'til I'm gone
Thug Life runnin through my veins so I'm strong
(Ha ha ha)

Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these *****z but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
Lookin out for Mobb Deep, ***** when I find you
Weak mother****ers don't deserve to breathe
How many *****z down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy!
West coast ridah, comin right behind ya
Should've never ****ed wit meeee
I want money hoes sex and weeeed
I wont rest till my road dawgs freeee, bomb first!

[Chorus]
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb first

[E.D.I. Amin]
For so many days and some many ways we've been duckin strays
They delivers, but we still some Bad Boy killers
Got nuttin to lose, I gots no where 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
Ya best believe if I'ma leave this *****
Yo I'm dyin with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a muh'****** Nazi
Got a little question for that ***** that made "Paparazzi"
If you ain't in this rap game, for the ************ cash mayne
then what is your ************ purpose? None can serve us
E.D.I. Amin born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first BEATCH!!

[Young Noble]
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin patent leather
Causin massive terror, y'all *****z lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper half drug kingpin
Yer tellin fairy tales dunn
"King of New York," like you the ************ one?
But I'm from Jerz and we don't play that ****
From the Claire down to North Bricks, all my *****z flippin chips
Gettin rich, even though it's hard
Tryin to creep through these halls and brawls
without scarred by a revolv'
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

[Makaveli]
Shoot first, look at they head burst bleedin
Don't want to hear no **** this evenin, believe me
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug *****z on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize, and bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug *****z on the rise
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Source Myself [Kadafi]
suge shot me
{*church bells ring in background*}
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
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 assassinate the character
of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault
on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
and several other corny sounding mother****ers
are understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
why'd they get this ***** started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
but released this statement:

[Makaveli]
It's not about East or West
It's about *****z and *******, power and money,
riders and punks. Which side are you on?

{*gun ****ed, six shots, bullets hit ground*}
These *****z is still ****** talkin?
You *****z still breathin? ****** roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid for your ****roaches

(All day, everyday)
It's the raid for you punk mother****ers
(The pump in yo' ***)
This is it *****! Killuminati style
(Outlaw lifestyle)
Makaveli the Don, solo **** - bring it!

[Makaveli]
Allow me to introduce first {*gunshot fires*} Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qu'Ran
*****z get shook like 5-0
My forty-five gun's 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 breath freely, see me ride?
Located world wide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dopefiend's titty.. huh
In every city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw *****z down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the scene *****z duckin from my guillotine stare
I'm right there; my every word, a ****** nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs down to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em down.. to **** is where we send 'em
My whole team, trained to explode ride or die
Murder mother****ers lyrically, and I'm not gon' cry
Me - a born leader never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my ***** ***** eaters
And not a whimper 'til I'm gone
Thug Life runnin through my veins so I'm strong
(Ha ha ha)

Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these *****z but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
Lookin out for Mobb Deep, ***** when I find you
Weak mother****ers don't deserve to breathe
How many *****z down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy!
West coast ridah, comin right behind ya
Should've never ****ed wit meeee
I want money hoes sex and weeeed
I wont rest till my road dawgs freeee, bomb first!

[Chorus]
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb first

[E.D.I. Amin]
For so many days and some many ways we've been duckin strays
They delivers, but we still some Bad Boy killers
Got nuttin to lose, I gots no where 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
Ya best believe if I'ma leave this *****
Yo I'm dyin with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a muh'****** Nazi
Got a little question for that ***** that made "Paparazzi"
If you ain't in this rap game, for the ************ cash mayne
then what is your ************ purpose? None can serve us
E.D.I. Amin born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first BEATCH!!

[Young Noble]
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin patent leather
Causin massive terror, y'all *****z lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper half drug kingpin
Yer tellin fairy tales dunn
"King of New York," like you the ************ one?
But I'm from Jerz and we don't play that ****
From the Claire down to North Bricks, all my *****z flippin chips
Gettin rich, even though it's hard
Tryin to creep through these halls and brawls
without scarred by a revolv'
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

[Makaveli]
Shoot first, look at they head burst bleedin
Don't want to hear no **** this evenin, believe me
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug *****z on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize, and bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug *****z on the rise
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face="Verdana">[church bells ringing in background]
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
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 assassinate the character
of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault
on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
and several other corny sounding mother****ers
are understandably shaken up by this release
The question everbody wants to know is -- why'd they get this ***** started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment
but released this statement:

[Makaveli]
It's not about East or West
It's about *****z and *******, power and money, riders and punks.
Which side are you on?

*gun ****ed, six shots, bullets hit ground*

These *****z is still ****** talkin?
You ***** still breathin? ****** roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid on you

All day
You punk mutha-****as
The **** *****
Killuminati Style
Makaveli the Don
Solo ****

Bring It

Allow me to introduce first
Makaveli the Don
Sprits, Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics
Like the Holy Koran
*****s get Shook Like 5-0
My 4-5 gun is next to me when we ride
Plus Survival
Money Making plans
Pistol Closing hands
Swollen Pockets
Let me introduce the topic
Then we drop it
Expose Snakes cuz they breath freely
See me ride
Located world wide
Like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tuffer than any
My attitude is shitty
Born in the dope fiends titty
And every city you'll find me
Looking for trouble
Right behind me
My outlaw *****s
Down to die for me

(Naw what I mean)

I hit the scene
*****s ducking for my Guillotine Stare
I'm right there
My every word
A ******* night mare
Getting high
Let me see the sun rise and fall
This is for my dogs
Down to die for yours
Extreme Venom
No mercy
When we all up in 'em
Cut em Down
To **** is where we send them
My whole team
Trying to explode
Rather die
Murder mutha-****as lyrically
And I'm not gonna cry

Me

A born leader
Never leave the block
without my heater
Two big pitts
I call them Mobb *****
***** eaters
And I won't whimper till I'm gone
Thug Life
Running through my veins
So I'm strong

Ha ha ha

Bye Bye bye
Lets get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these *****s
But I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa
Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep
***** when I find you
Weak mutha-****as don't deserve to breathe
How many *****s down to die for me

Yeah Yeah

West Coast Ridaz
Comin right behind ya
Should've never ****ed wit me
I want money hoes sex and weed
I wont rest till my Row Doggs free
Bomb First

Chorus X2

We Bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We didn't even come to (hurt nobody)X1) X2> tonight
But it's my life or your life
And I'm a bomb first

E.D.I. (Idi Amin)

For so many days and some many ways
We've been duckin strays
Hate to live us
But we still some Badboy Killas
Got nothin to lose, got no where 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, suptitude
but you'll never do
That's ride for the cause
Yes I'll die for the cause
Ya best believe if I leave this ***** I'm dyin with choice
Kamikaze sicker than a motha****in Nazi
Got a little question for that ***** that made Poparazi
Tell me if you ain't in this rap game
For the motha****in cash man
Then what is ya motha****in purpose
None for service
Idi Amin born worthless
That's until the day I decided to bomb first *****

Young Noble

Yer style wack as ever
Like you was rocket patent leather
Cause a massive terror
Ya'll *****s lack, you ain't terrel
Half rapper half drug kingpen
Yer tellin fairy tales son
Kickin New York like you the motha****in one
But I'm from Jers we don't play that ****
From the Claire down to North Bricks
All my *****s flippin chips
Gettin rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ????
With no warning 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 there head Burst Bleedin'
Don't want to hear no **** this evening, Believe me

X2

We Bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's and Thug *****s on tha rise
Plan-plot-strategize
And bomb first

[chique]

7 Day Theory - ALBUM

Hail Mary

Intro: Makaveli

Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body
The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty
Uhh, feel me!
And God said he should send his one begotten son
to lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh

Chorus: Makaveli

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Verse One: Makaveli

I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin *****
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted
Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin
Seein *****z comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killin fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, ****ed in this ****
Stuck, *****z is lucky if we bust out this ****, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
**** the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary

Chorus 2X

Verse Two: Makaveli

Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes
Never realize the precious time the ***** *****z is wastin
Instutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we ballin
Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store
That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more?
Hail til I reach ****, I ain't scared
Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you
on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin, life as Thugs
To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid
Raise **** to this real ****, and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary *****

Chorus 2X

Verse Three: Kastro, Young Noble

They got a APB, out on my Thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai
Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high
Visions of me, Thug livin gettin me by
Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs

Peep the whole scene and whatever's goin on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that ************
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers
on the regular mashin in a black Ac Integ-ra
**** back, sixty seconds til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt
Needin work, and I ain't the ***** to put you on
Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up
hold ya head and stay up, to all my *****z get ya pay and weight up

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this **** I don't got, be the **** I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this **** I don't got, be the **** I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

Chorus (repeats in background)

Outro: Prince Ital

We've been traveling on this wavy road
Long time til I be take off this load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry everyting will come real
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everyting will come real
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penetentiary
This is the time for we liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary

Chorus

[Makaveli]
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days

[chique]

7 DAY THEORY - ALBUM

Toss It Up

[Tupac]
The money behind the dreams
My right hand, my other Capo in this big ************ war we got
My other Capo in this big ***, conglomerate called Death Row
Snoop ************ Dogg, Tha Doggfather
And who he comin through right now, Makaveli the Don
Feel this, Killuminati

(Toss it up!)
Lord have mercy, father help us all
Since you supllied yo' phone number, I can't help but call
Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back
Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that
Tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise
Me and you movin in the nude, do it in the living room
Sweatin up the sheets, it's the Thug in me
I mean no disrespectin when I tongue kiss your neck
I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect
Late night, hit the highway, drop the top
I pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot
And don't you love it how I lick your, hips and glide
Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside
Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shakin back-breakin when we're tossin it up

[K-Ci, JoJo]
In this baby, I like the way it's goin down
When all that is around, slip slide ride
Givin me love nice like
Female I like, what I wanna give all night
You and me alone everybody's gone toss it up
Baby let's, get it on!
I like the way you please me, babe
The sexy way you tease me, sugar
The way you move your body
It really drives me crazy
Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting
So baby come on home with me, I like the way you give it to me!

Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo

I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up
(repeat 4X w/ variations)
Play on, play on, play on, play on, play onnnn!
(repeat 4X w/ variations)

[K-Ci, JoJo]
Ohhh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you lady
Ohhh, don't act so shady, baby your taste as fine as gravy
The way you move that thang, you make me wanna sang
Girl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling!
Now the man, I'm here again
Don't worry to ever end
It's feeling too good
Gimme some more, oh lady lady
Your body the kind I like-ah
Big booty to the lung delight-ah
Bag it up yo, let me in there
Toss it up for me!!

Chorus 1/2

[Tupac]
Do you want me what's your phone number, I get around
Cali Love to my true Thugs, picture me now
Still down for that Death Row sound, searchin for paydays
No longer Dre Day, arrivederci
Blown and forgotten, rotten for plottin Child's Play
Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alize
Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to?
Lookin for suckers cause you similar
Pretendin to be hard, oh my God, check your temperature
Screamin Compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard
Brothers pissed cause you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era, cause we Untouchable
Still can't believe that you got 'Pac rushin you
Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed
Who can you trust, only time reveals -- toss it up!

Chorus w/ variations

[Tupac]
Play on playa, play on
How can some non-players do a song about Compton
and then wanna do a player song?
How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin)
Tellin lies, who?
Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'mon
You still ain't touchin us, all that peace talk
I don't care if you kiss my *** from here to across the street boy
It's on
Toss it up, we took you on, and we took y'all beat
You know we beat you down, and we took y'all beat
Cause you wasn't rockin it right
Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did it
Yeah, toss it up now!