Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin' Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust the older G's up the game that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for 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 try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the 'Cause some nigga tried to me And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for 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, it's like a motherfuckin' And wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama 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 Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign
Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the beat down niggaz? I'm startin' to all the rich in the world is safe the po' babies restin' in the early graves God, come, save the
nothin' else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I 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 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 nigga that I on death row My younger 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 hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was out, fuck the drama
Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major 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 major Lord, can Ya hear me? It's just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough I'm on my knees beggin', Please and save me
The whole world done made a crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's 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 the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, 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 I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my when my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die