Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin' Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch from the Was taught lessons, a nigga askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' the overpass laughin' While other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause some nigga tried to me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I lose my
Motherfuckers, time I see the paper I see my picture, when a gettin' richer come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, figure Why you let the police beat niggaz? I'm to think all the rich in the world is safe While the po' restin' in the early graves God, come, the youth
nothin' else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You Forgive me for my mistakes, I play my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my enemies go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every that I know's on death row My younger seventeen and he paid a price young motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The world done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I shit
Life motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' high 'til the me Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why
Little like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, my friends, that flip-flop on my dick when my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
nigga on my block dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a be strapped, fucked up and high With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a drug dealer And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die