Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' and mean, muggin' at sixteen
On the scene, fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust the older G's up the game that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot
I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Was lessons, a young nigga askin' questions other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' through the overpass these 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 'Cause some nigga tried to me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for investigation and though I'm marked for death I'ma spark I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, time I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin' They come to get ya, it's like a trap And they wonder why it's hard black Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, figure Why you let the police beat niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' else to do but 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,
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every nigga that I know's on row My younger seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? just me A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die and he's loaded run for cover, I cause shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her body couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see girl killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my when my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a nigga be strapped, up and high 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 a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die