MC Eiht - Lunatic lyrics

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Geah

Jig a geah

Nigga, geah

Check, geah

Nigga, geah

Uh, c'mon...

I'm 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 ain't satisfied, so I follow the hearse

Check the verse

Situation end up worse

As I release the heat on my ?label? that's cursed

Back up, bitch, my shit spits down

4-5 fully auto, never down

Wanna dance with the evil in the pale moon light?

Didn't know that I blast anything on sight?

Murder at night, side-busters best take flight

As they dead bodies covered in the sheets that's white

I'm a lunatic

Geah

When I bust the strap everybody...

I'm a lunatic

Geah

Your days is done

When I bust the gun

Everybody better run

I'm 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

Don't 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, everybody's tied down in the den

Listen, a killa for hire, expert

Don't talk, only point out of work

Smart move, nigga, ready to skirt

Ain't no jam, prepare yourself, cause this might hurt

I'm a lunatic

When I grab the gun

Everybody better run

Cause your days is done

I'm a lunatic

When I bust the strap

Peel a cap

Everybody adapt

I'm a lunatic

Better run

When I bust the gun

Your days is done

I'm a lunatic

When I enter your home

I bust the chrome

Geah

Y'all 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, y'all 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 that's the quick instict of how a killa react

The straight aim I possess is what they lack

Droppin'em one by one with a 80 Mac

Chips I stack, muthafuckas need to quit

I bang for life and y'all can't handle the shit

I'm a lunatic

I enter your home

Release the chrome

Straight for your dome

I'm a lunatic

Your day is done

I pops the gun

You're best to run

I'm a lunatic

Enter your home

Release the chrome

Straight for your dome

I'm a lunatic

You're best to run

I bust the gun

You're best to run

You're best to run, run

Geah

Hoo-Bang one time, nigga

Geah, c'mon

Lunatic, get'em

Geah

Geah

For the Y2G

Hoo-Bangin' gangstas

Hoo-Bangin' affiliates

Hoo-Bangin' official, nigga

Geah

Luna...

Geah

Luna - tic, c'mon

What tha fuck!