Tha Lunatic - 2Pac

Ohh sh_t! Jumped on my man's d_ck
Heard he had a twelve inch, now the b_tch is lovesick
Who's to blame, the guy or the groupie?
Heard I was down with D.U., now she wants to do me
Oooh-wee! This is the life
New b_tch every night, never tripped off a wife
It ain't right, but it's cool how they come quick
Don't try to flip with the lip cause I run sh_t
Hip hip, hooray for the AK
Spray when I lay competition, what a great day
Make pay, next is the wet sex
Hexed with the vex now they wreck with the complex
I'm set, wonder what I tote, check
Bloody as a coat-check, snappin motherf_ckers necks
Revenge so sweet when it comes from
n_ggaz get done with the drum, watch my foes run
N_gga keeps comin when they can't slip
Full of that sh_t, another hit from Tha' Lunatic

Yeah, f_ck that God! Word up
Blowin n_ggaz out the motherf_ckin frame yaknahmsayin?
Constantly.. f_ck that trick, we ain't havin it

Leave me the f_ck alone, you gets none of this
It's suicidal, you lose your title like Doug-las
Cause I'm nothin nice and, I'm icin like Tyson
I'm grippin the mic and, my DJ is slicin
I'm tired of motherf_ckers steppin to me with the SAME OLD
Tryin to do me like Nintendo
How the f_ck you think I ever got this far?
By bootin motherf_ckers like a shootin star
Cause I'm out to show, that I'm a dope MC
Think crack had you fiendin, wait'll they get a load of me
B_tches on my d_ck, like a motherf_ckin 'conda
N_ggaz wanna flip, let em step, and I'll bomb em
See somethin you want, why don't you come and get it
And then get waxed and taxed, like the government
Then I leave you sittin there, wonder where your money went
While your b_tch is callin me, tellin me to come again
N_gga I'm loc'ed, when I smoke, from the indo
But we can be friends though, after you get broke like a window
That's what you provoked, and now you're smoked out
Lookin like a b_tch, cause your whole f_ckin posse, broke out
Punk motherf_cker couldn't roll on
He couldn't hold on, game is too strong, n_gga
Leave me the f_ck alone, you gets none of this
Feel the wrath.. and revenge of Tha' Lunatic

Yeah Tu', tell them motherf_ckers, word up
We ain't havin it, NONE of that sh_t!!
B_tch ass n_ggaz, n_ggaz can't f_ck with us Tu', word up
Ninety-one, we takin this WHOLE motherf_cker over
N_ggaz got PROBLEMS in ninety-one
Ninety-two, and ninety-three
and all that other sh_t, word up!

Recognize game when it smacks your b_tch I'm back to rip
Puttin this on the map with this mackin sh_t
Time will tell if it's made well
Well I raise hell and excel cause it pays well
Jordan couldn't dunk it any harder, pump it any farther
I'm funky, that's word to the father
Act like you know 'fore I thump, the bolo
Thought you was a pimp, now you're simpin for my solo
Oh no, not another new jack, swearin that he's ruthless
Ducked, and now he's f_cked and left toothless
I can hear the fear in your flow, you ain't prepared
You're scared and you're bound to go
It's somethin, I guess I let the beat keep bumpin
Stop trippin off these n_ggaz cause they ain't about nuttin
Or should I say NAYthin
Punk put my tape in, f_ck all the fake-in
I'm sick of the bullsh_t
Come equipped and get ready to rip
or get the d_ck of Tha' Lunatic

Ahhhh yeah! F_CK THAT! (the motherf_ckin lunatic)
YouknowhatI'msayin? Yes Tu'!
Tell them n_ggaz what time it is knahmsayin?
(punk motherf_ckers, get the d_ck of the lunatic)
N_ggaz can't f_ck with us, word up
B_tch ass n_ggaz, F_CK EM!

F_ck all them n_ggaz
I'm tellin these n_ggaz that they ain't got..
NAYthin on a n_gga like me
We squashin these punk motherf_ckers in ninety-one
ninety-two ninety-three.. and SO on
So let the beat FLOAT on
While I spray these PUNK B_TCHES
with these dope ass lyrics
Thanks to Poppa for supplyin the DANK
Now it's money in the BANK
And all y'all n_ggaz sh_t STANK
compared to this sh_t..

F_ck y'all punk b_tches!
Tha' Lunatic [ echoes to fade ]

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