tha lunatic lyrics – 2pac

“tha lunatic”

[tupac]
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 compet*tion, what a great day
make pay, next is the wet s*x
hexed with the vex now they wreck with the complex
i’m set, wonder what i tote, check
bl**dy as a coat-check, snappin motherf*ckers necks
revenge so sweet when it comes from
n*gg*z get done with the drum, watch my foes run
n*gg* keeps comin when they can’t slip
full of that sh*t, another hit from tha’ lunatic

[stretch]
yeah, f*ck that god! word up
blowin n*gg*z out the motherf*ckin frame yaknahmsayin?
constantly.. f*ck that trick, we ain’t havin it

[tupac]
leave me the f*ck alone, you gets none of this
it’s suicidal, you lose your t*tle 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*gg*z 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*gg* 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*gg*
leave me the f*ck alone, you gets none of this
feel the wrath.. and revenge of tha’ lunatic

[stretch]
yeah tu’, tell them motherf*ckers, word up
we ain’t havin it, none of that sh*t!!
b*tch *ss n*gg*z, n*gg*z can’t f*ck with us tu’, word up
ninety-one, we takin this whole motherf*cker over
n*gg*z got problems in ninety-one
ninety-two, and ninety-three
and all that other sh*t, word up!

[tupac]
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 h*ll 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 b*mpin
stop trippin off these n*gg*z 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

[stretch]
ahhhh yeah! f*ck that! (the motherf*ckin lunatic)
youknowhati’msayin? yes tu’!
tell them n*gg*z what time it is knahmsayin?
(punk motherf*ckers, get the d*ck of the lunatic)
n*gg*z can’t f*ck with us, word up
b*tch *ss n*gg*z, f*ck em!

[tupac]
f*ck all them n*gg*z
i’m tellin these n*gg*z that they ain’t got..
naythin on a n*gg* 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 *ss lyrics
thanks to poppa for supplyin the dank
now it’s money in the bank
and all y’all n*gg*z sh*t stank
compared to this sh*t..

f*ck y’all punk b*tches!
tha’ lunatic [ echoes to fade ]

/ 2pac lyrics