Artist: 2Pac
Song Title: Tha' Lunatic
Oh ****! Jumped on my man's ****
Heard he had a twelve inch, now the ***** is lovesick
Who's to blame, the guy or the groupie?
Heard I was down with D.you., now she wants to do me
Ooh-wee! This is the life
New ***** 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 ****
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' ************s necks
Revenge so sweet when it comes from
*****s get done with the drum, watch my foes run
***** keeps comin' when they can't slip
Full of that ****, another hit from Tha' Lunatic

Yeah, **** that God! Word up
Blowin' *****s out the **********in' frame yaknahmsayin?
Constantly, **** that trick, we ain't havin' it

Leave me the **** 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 grippi' the mic and, my DJ is slicin'
I'm tired of ************s steppin' to me with the SAME OLD
Tryin' to do me like Nintendo
How the **** you think I ever got this far?
By bootin' ************s 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
*****es on my ****, like a **********in' 'conda
*****s 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 ***** is callin' me, tellin' me to come again
***** 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 *****, 'cause your whole ****in' posse, broke out
Punk ************ couldn't roll on
He couldn't hold on, game is too strong, *****
Leave me the **** alone, you gets none of this
Feel the wrath and revenge of Tha' Lunatic

Yeah Tu', tell them ************s, word up
We ain't havin' it, none of that ****!
***** *** *****s, *****s can't **** with us Tu', word up
Ninety-one, we takin' this WHOLE ************ over
*****s got problems in ninety-one
Ninety-two, and ninety-three
And all that other ****, word up!

Recognize game when it smacks your ***** I'm back to rip
Puttin' this on the map with this mackin' ****
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 ****ed 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 *****s 'cause they ain't about nothin'
Or should I say Nay'thin
Punk put my tape in, **** all the fake-in
I'm sick of the bullshit
Come equipped and get ready to rip
Or get the **** of Tha' Lunatic

Ah yeah! **** that! (the **********in' lunatic)
YouknowhatI'msayin? Yes Tu'!
Tell them *****s what time it is knahmsayin?
(punk ************s, get the **** of the lunatic)
*****s can't **** with us, word up
***** *** *****s, **** 'em!

**** all them *****s
I'm tellin' these *****s that they ain't got
Naythin on a ***** like me
We squashin' these punk ************s in ninety-one
Ninety-two ninety-three and SO on
So let the beat float on
While I spray these punk *****es
With these dope *** lyrics
Thanks to Poppa for supplyin the dank
Now it's money in the bank
And all y'all *****s **** stank
Compared to this ****

**** y'all punk *****es!
Tha' Lunatic

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