[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Oh sh**, jumped on my man's dick
Heard he had a twelve inch, now the b**h 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**h 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**
Hip hip, hooray for the AK
Spray when I lay competition, what a great day
Make pay, next is the wet s**
Hexed with the vex now they wreck with the complex
I'm set, wonder what I tote, check
Bloody as a Kotex, snappin' motherf**ers' necks
Revenge so sweet when it comes from
n***as get done with the drum, watch my foes run
n***a keeps comin when they can't slip
Full of that sh**, another hit from tha' lunatic
[Hook: Stretch]
Yeah, f** that God! Word up
Blowin' n***as out the motherf**in' frame, you know what I'm sayin'?
Constantly, f** that trick, we ain't havin' it
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Leave me the f** alone, you get 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**ers steppin' to me with the same old
Tryin' to do me like Nintendo
How the f** you think I ever got this far?
By bootin' motherf**ers 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**hes on my dick like a motherf**in' condom
n***as 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**h is callin' me, tellin' me to come again
n***a 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**h, cause your whole f**in' posse, broke out
Punk motherf**er couldn't roll on
He couldn't hold on, game is too strong, n***a
Leave me the f** alone, you get none of this
Feel the wrath, and revenge of tha' lunatic
[Hook: Stretch]
Yeah Tu', tell 'em motherf**ers, word up
We ain't havin' it, none of that sh**!
b**h a** n***as, n***as can't f** with us Tu', word up
'91, we takin' this whole motherf**er over
n***as got problems in '91, '92, and '93
And all that other sh**, word up
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Recognize game when it smacks you, b**h I'm back to rip
Puttin' this on the map with this mackin' sh**
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**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 n***as cause they ain't about nuttin'
Or should I say naythin'
Punk put my tape in, f** all the fake-in
I'm sick of the bullsh**
Come equipped and get ready to rip
Or get the dick of tha' lunatic
[Hook: Stretch]
Ah yeah, f** that, you know what I'm sayin'?
(The motherf**in' lunatic)
Yes Tu'!
Tell them n***as what time it is, 'kna'm sayin'?
(Punk motherf**ers, get the dick of the lunatic)
n***as can't f** with us, word up
b**h a** n***as, f** 'em
[Outro: 2Pac]
f** all them n***as
I'm tellin' these n***as that they ain't got
Naythin' on a n***a like me
We squashin' these punk motherf**ers in '91
'92, '93, and so on
So let the beat float on
While I spray these punk b**hes
With these dope a** lyrics
Thanks to Poppa for supplyin' the dank
Now it's money in the bank
And all y'all n***as sh** stank
Compared to this sh**
f** y'all punk b**hes!
Tha' Lunatic *echoes*