Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up with the older G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat I couldn't shoot
I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the overpass While these other try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for investigation and even 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 come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' 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 Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show 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 While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand 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 me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
nigga that I know's on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he a price Little young motherfucker 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 baby's mama was out, fuck the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the 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, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world done made a nigga 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, 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 killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, my friends, that flip-flop on my dick when my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my hands on the trigger, thug
like a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die