Major, hell, motherfuckin', one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' buggin' Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't touched a gat that I couldn't shoot
I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight through the overpass laughin' While other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger 'Cause some nigga to kill me And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, straight 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 nigga's gettin' come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard black Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign
Damn, running outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, the youth
Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
nigga that I know's on death row My younger seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' triple Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' drunk off that gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama raised a Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please and save me
The whole 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 cause
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't 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 heard the Her body 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', Fuck the In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every nigga on my block dropped two Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a drug dealer And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die