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, watchin' fiends Kickin' up with 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 bitch from the Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions While other was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary wasn't for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the overpass While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I lose my
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, when a nigga's richer They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's bein' black Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' 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 Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're running outta time, dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the beat down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' to do but have 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,
Crooked cop killin' Glock, me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And I turn, I see niggaz burn
nigga that I know's on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he a price Little young motherfucker doin' life I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya 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
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded run for cover, I cause shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me Do or die high 'til the bury me Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my dick my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' a motherfuckin' drug dealer And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die