Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the game that was 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 for sexin' Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' through the overpass While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the 'Cause nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for investigation and even though I'm for death I'ma spark I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin' come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, 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, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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 beat down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe While the po' restin' in the early graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' else to do but have in You Dear Lord, I the life 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 but my enemies won't go away And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga that I on death row My younger seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker triple life Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the Just ya baby's mama 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 raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama raised a Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' 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
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga tryin' to 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 die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, Now, am I If I am, don't worry me Do or die gettin' '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 heard the Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop Lip-locked on my when my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my hands on the trigger, nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die