Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up dust the older G's up the game that was told to me I ain't touched a gat that 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 for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', straight through the overpass laughin' While these motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause some tried to kill me And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, stressin' A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard black Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, 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, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, figure Why you let the police beat down I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is While the po' restin' in the early graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga that I on death row My younger homie's and he paid a price Little motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress 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 major 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', Please and save me
The world done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die high 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
girl 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 busta killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? 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