Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' buggin' up dust 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 learned not to the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a nigga askin' questions While suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' the overpass laughin' While other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress 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
Mama a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're running outta time, everybody's raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat down I'm startin' to all the rich in the world is safe While the po' babies restin' in the early God, come, the youth
nothin' else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the of a thug, hope You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I play my hand 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 everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every nigga I know's on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a young motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' drunk off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen Mama 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 a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The world done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded Everybody run for cover, I shit
Life 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 got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body couldn't 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 drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every on my block dropped 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' a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die