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, fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust the older G's up the game 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 other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' through the laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger 'Cause some nigga to kill me And raised 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 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every 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 Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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 Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're running outta time, everybody's Mama raised a hellrazor, can't Why you let the police beat down I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is While the po' babies restin' in the early God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every nigga I know's on death row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? 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 raised a hellrazor, stress major Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world done made a crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die high 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body take 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, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every nigga on my block dropped two Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a nigga be strapped, up and high With my hands on the trigger, thug
Stressin' a motherfuckin' drug dealer And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die