Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' buggin' Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While other was guessin', I was ganked 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', mashin' Mobbin' through the laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger 'Cause nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my occupation is under 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, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 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 Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, can't Why you let the police beat niggaz? I'm to think 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 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 niggaz
Every nigga I know's on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he a price Little young doin' triple life I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof Just heard ya baby's was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised 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 gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please and save me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's run for cover, I cause shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, that 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
like a motherfuckin' drug 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