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 up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't never touched a gat I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While other was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it
I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' through the laughin' While these other try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, 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 I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's richer They come to get ya, it's like a trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor 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, we're running outta time, dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't 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 early God, come, the youth
Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
nigga that I know's on death row My younger seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' drunk off that gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama raised a Uh, Lord, can Ya feel 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 gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me
The whole world made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die and he's loaded run for cover, I cause shit
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 me, tell me why
Little like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot Her little body take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see girl killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my when my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
Every nigga on my block dropped two Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a be strapped, fucked up and high With my hands on the trigger, thug
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die