Major, hell, motherfuckin', one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up dust the older G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't
I learned not to trust the bitch the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for Elementary wasn't for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' through the overpass these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, when a nigga's richer They come to get ya, it's like a trap And they wonder why hard bein' black Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama a hellrazor, 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 Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a
Damn, we're running outta time, dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, can't 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 graves God, come, save the
nothin' else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop 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 niggaz
Every nigga that I on death row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' triple 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 was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor 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? just me A young nigga to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me
The whole world done made a nigga I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's Everybody run for cover, I cause
Life motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I If I am, don't worry me Do or die high 'til the bury me Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her little couldn't 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, that Lip-locked on my dick my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die