Major, hell, motherfuckin', one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born and mean, muggin' at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' buggin' Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot
I learned not to the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it
I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the overpass While 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 nigga tried to kill me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, stressin' A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' 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
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin' raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat niggaz? 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 else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every nigga I know's on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he a price Little young motherfucker triple life I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts drunk off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya me? 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 raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, can Ya hear me? It's 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 die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me Do or die high 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it 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, that Lip-locked on my when my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry just life in the ghetto, do or die