Major, hell, motherfuckin', one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, fiends buggin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game 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 nigga askin' While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my occupation is question for investigation and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I my breath
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's richer They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major 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 raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a
Damn, running outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't 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, the youth
Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya me? Show a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every that 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 gettin' If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' drunk off that gin 'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' 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 tryin' to make it on rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's run for cover, I cause shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I If I am, don't worry me Do or die gettin' high 'til the me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
Little like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her little body couldn't it, it shook and dropped And I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 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 Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry just life in the ghetto, do or die