2 Pac - Tha Lunatic Lyrics
Oh shit!Jumped on my mans dick.Heard he had a 12 inch, now the ***** is love sick.Whos to blame? the guy or the groupie.Heard I was down with du (digital underground).Now she wants to do me.Whoo eee!This is the life: new ***** every night.Never tripped off a wife.It aint right, but its cool how they come quick.Dont try to flip with the lip cuz I rush shit.Hip hip horay for the ak.Spray when I lay competition.What a great day.Make pay.Next is the wet sex.Hex wit the vex. now they wets with the complex.Im upset.Wonder what I told chet.Bloody as coat.Snappin motha *****as necks.Revenge so sweet when it comes fromNiggas gettin dumb with the drun.Whatch my foes run.Niggas keep comin when they cant slip.Follow that shit?Another hit from the lunatic.Yeah, ***** that dog. word up.Plug niggas out the motha *****in frame.Now what Im sayin.Constantly.***** that, duke. we aint havin it.Leave me the ***** alone.You gets none of this.Its suicidal.You lose title like douglas.Cuz Im nothing nice and Im icin like tyson.Im grippin the mic and my dj is slicin.Im tired of motha *****ad steppin to me with the same ol.Tryin to do me like nintendo.How the ***** ya figure I even got this far.By bootin motha *****as like a shootin star.Cuz Im out to show that Im a dope mc.Think crack had ya fiendin?What till they geta load of me.*****es on my dick like a motha *****in condom.Niggas wanna flip? let em step and Im bomb em.See something ya want? why dont cha come again.And nigga wax the tax just like the government.Then Ill leave ya sittin there, wonderin where your money went.Why your ***** is callin me, tellin me to come again.Nigga, Ill loc when I smoke on the indo.Hope we can be friends, though, after you get broke like a window.Thats what you prevoked. now ya smoked out.Lookin like a ***** cuz your whole *****in posse broke out.Punk motha *****a couldnt roll on. he couldnt hold on.The games *****in too strong.Nigga, leave me the ***** alone.You gets none of this.Feel the wrath and revenge of the lunatic.Yeah, 2, tell them motha *****as. word up.We aint havin it. none of that shit.***** ass niggas. niggas cant ***** wit us.91 we takin this whole motha *****a over.Niggas got problems in 91.92, 93, and all that ovther shit. word up.Recognize game when it smacks your *****.Im back to rip. puttin us on the map wit this mackin shit.Time will tell if its made well.Will I raise hell and accell cuz it pays well?Jordan couldnt dunk it any harder.Pump it any farther.Im funky.Thats word to the father.Act like ya know, pull a ? ?Ya roll on.Thought you was a pimp, now you simpin for a solo.Oh no, not another new jack.Swearin that hes ruthless.Ducked, now hes *****ed. left toothless.I could hear the fear in ya flow.Ya aint prepared.Youre scared and your bound to go.Its something. I guess Ill let the beat keep bumpin.Stop trippin off these niggas cuz they aint about nothin.Or should I say nathan.Punk put my tape in. ***** all the fakin.Im sick of the bullshit. come equipped, get ready to rip or get the dick of the lunatic.Yes yall(aw yeah, ***** that!.)(know what Im sayin? )The motha *****in lunatic.(yes 2, tell them niggas what time it is.)Punk motha *****as.(niggas cant ***** wit us. word up.)Get the dick of the lunatic.(***** ass niggas. ***** em.)***** all them niggas.Im tellin these niggas that they aint got nathan on a nigga like me.We squashin these punk motha *****as in 91,92,93 and so on.So let the beat flow on.While I spray these punk *****es wit these dope ass lyrics.Thanks to papa for supplying the dank.Now its money in the bank.And all yall niggas shit stank compared to this shit.***** yall punk *****es.The lunatic.One verse is all it takes.Something wicked this way comes.[chorus repeats]
