Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust the older G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never a gat that I couldn't shoot
I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for 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 motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, stressin' A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for I'ma spark I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, time 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 why it's hard bein' black Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the beat down 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' to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the of a thug, hope You understand me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya feel me? a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every nigga I know's on death row My younger homie's and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' triple Though I tell him in his letters, it's better If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? 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 a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please and save me
The whole world done made a nigga I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' high the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see girl killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my when my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a 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 life in the ghetto, do or die