Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up dust the older G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't never touched a gat I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was lessons, a young nigga askin' questions While suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no
They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death spark 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, time I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's richer They to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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 hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, running outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, figure Why you let the police beat niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe the po' babies restin' in the early graves God, come, the youth
Ain't nothin' else to do but 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 hand's on the sixteen-shot,
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every nigga that I know's on row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price young motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof Just heard ya mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off that gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama 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 me? It's just me A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I If I am, don't worry me Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my dick 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 nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' dealer And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die