Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, fiends buggin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch from the Was taught lessons, a nigga askin' questions While other was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the overpass While other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my occupation is question Wanted for investigation and though I'm marked for death I'ma 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, when a gettin' richer They come to get ya, 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 a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, can't Why you let the police down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every nigga that I know's on row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, it's better If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the Just heard ya baby's was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world 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, worry me Do or die gettin' high the bury me Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her body couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my dick when my drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every on my block dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, up and high my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry just life in the ghetto, do or die