Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
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 couldn't
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a nigga askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for Elementary wasn't for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' through the overpass laughin' While these other try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I my breath
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, when a gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard black Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, 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 hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the beat down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is While the po' babies restin' in the early 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,
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga that I know's on row My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a Little motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof Just heard ya 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
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' Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets I'm on my beggin', Please come 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 shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I If I am, don't worry me Do or die high 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it shook and And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop on my dick when my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a be strapped, fucked up and high With my hands on the trigger, nigga
Stressin' a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die