[2pac]
Ohh shit! Jumped on my man´s dick
Heard he had a twelve inch, now the bitch 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 bitch 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 shit
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 Kotex, snappin motherfuckers´ necks
Revenge so sweet when it comes from
niggaz get done with the drum, watch my foes run
Nigga keeps comin when they can´t slip
Full of that shit, another hit from Tha´ Lunatic

[Stretch]
Yeah, fuck that God! Word up
Blowin niggaz out the motherfuckin frame yaknahmsayin?
Constantly.. fuck that trick, we ain´t havin it

[2pac]
Leave me the fuck 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 motherfuckers steppin to me with the SAME OLD
Tryin to do me like Nintendo
How the fuck you think I ever got this far?
By bootin motherfuckers 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
Bitches on my dick like a motherfuckin condom
Niggaz 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 bitch is callin me, tellin me to come again
Nigga 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 bitch, cause your whole fuckin posse, broke out
Punk motherfucker couldn´t roll on
He couldn´t hold on, game is too strong, nigga
Leave me the fuck alone, you gets none of this
Feel the wrath.. and revenge of Tha´ Lunatic

[Stretch]
Yeah Tu´, tell them motherfuckers, word up
We ain´t havin it, NONE of that shit!!
Bitch ass niggaz, niggaz can´t fuck with us Tu´, word up
Ninety-one, we takin this WHOLE motherfucker over
Niggaz got PROBLEMS in ninety-one
Ninety-two, and ninety-three
and all that other shit, word up!

[2pac]
Recognize game when it smacks you, bitch I´m back to rip
Puttin this on the map with this mackin shit
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 fucked 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 niggaz cause they ain´t about nuttin
Or should I say NAYthin
Punk put my tape in, fuck all the fake-in
I´m sick of the bullshit
Come equipped and get ready to rip
or get the dick of Tha´ Lunatic

[Stretch]
Ahhhh yeah! FUCK THAT! (the motherfuckin lunatic)
YouknowhatI´msayin? Yes Tu´!
Tell them niggaz what time it is knahmsayin?
(punk motherfuckers, get the dick of the lunatic)
Niggaz can´t fuck with us, word up
Bitch ass niggaz, FUCK EM!

[2pac]
Fuck all them niggaz
I´m tellin these niggaz that they ain´t got..
NAYthin on a nigga like me
We squashin these punk motherfuckers in ninety-one
ninety-two ninety-three.. and SO on
So let the beat FLOAT on
While I spray these PUNK BITCHES
with these dope ass lyrics
Thanks to Poppa for supplyin the DANK
Now it´s money in the BANK
And all y´all niggaz shit STANK
compared to this shit..