Welcome!
Login
|
Register
Artist
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
#
Title
Artist
Song title:
Mc Eiht - Lunatic
Edit By:
216.73.216.247
Geah Jig a geah Nigga, geah Check, geah Nigga, geah Uh, cmon... Im sittin here trippin, mind playin tricks Tryin to make it hot while rubbin two sticks Anyboby killa, several conflicts Dead on arrival, the message is survival Only the strong get it on I do my creepin nightly, nigga, with the chrome Last place niggas get caught up first I aint satisfied, so I follow the hearse Check the verse Situation end up worse As I release the heat on my ? label? thats cursed Back up, bitch, my shit spits down 4-5 fully auto, never down Wanna dance with the evil in the pale moon light? Didnt know that I blast anything on sight? Murder at night, side-busters best take flight As they dead bodies covered in the sheets thats white Im a lunatic Geah When I bust the strap everybody... Im a lunatic Geah Your days is done When I bust the gun Everybody better run Im dreamin more nightmares when I sleep My steez, a nigga like me n 2 deep Creep with me as I invade your mind Be a killa with me as I pass the nine Dont be a weak muthafucka, get your brain on strap Hit the blunt one more time fore we hit the gat Got to dis em, food on my plate, blood on my hands Lesson number one if you plan for grands Follow my lead as we enter the place Shoot anything that move and aim for the face Race against the clock, a minute to ten Good time, everybodys tied down in the den Listen, a killa for hire, expert Dont talk, only point out of work Smart move, nigga, ready to skirt Aint no jam, prepare yourself, cause this might hurt Im a lunatic When I grab the gun Everybody better run Cause your days is done Im a lunatic When I bust the strap Peel a cap Everybody adapt Im a lunatic Better run When I bust the gun Your days is done Im a lunatic When I enter your home I bust the chrome Geah Yall best back on up, I act up The blood that you spill just like a cracked cup Your attitude, kill it, mines they wanna steal it Bitches, yall can feel it, any caps, I peel it Warning, killin niggas, strike in morn And stay around the crime scene till the cops start swarmin Smile in your face while I mess with the case Through the streets a fast race while your boys gettin chased No mace, only shootin gats with slugs Directed straight at the mug tryin to kill this thug I work that thing on my back, so I blast back But thats the quick instict of how a killa react The straight aim I possess is what they lack Droppinem one by one with a 80 mac Chips I stack, muthafuckas need to quit I bang for life and yall cant handle the shit Im a lunatic I enter your home Release the chrome Straight for your dome Im a lunatic Your day is done I pops the gun Youre best to run Im a lunatic Enter your home Release the chrome Straight for your dome Im a lunatic Youre best to run I bust the gun Youre best to run Youre best to run, run Geah Hoo-bang one time, nigga Geah, cmon Lunatic, getem Geah Geah For the y2g Hoo-bangin gangstas Hoo-bangin affiliates Hoo-bangin official, nigga Geah Luna... Geah Luna - tic, cmon What tha fuck!
All lyrics are property of their respective authors, artists and labels and are strictly for non-commercial use only.
Copyright © 2009-2026 Azlyricdb.com. All Rights Reserved |
Privacy policy
|
Blog