Major, hell, motherfuckin', one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' and mean, muggin' at sixteen
On the scene, fiends 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 trust the from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions While suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' wasn't meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for I'ma spark I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, when a gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a trap And wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, 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 hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a
Damn, we're running outta time, everybody's Mama raised a hellrazor, can't Why you let the police down niggaz? I'm startin' to all the rich in the world is safe the po' babies restin' in the early graves God, come, save the
Ain't else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go And I turn, I see niggaz burn
nigga that I know's on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he a price young motherfucker doin' triple life Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, the drama
Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts drunk off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress 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, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? just me A young nigga tryin' to it on these rough streets I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me
The world done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I 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 hear me, me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body couldn't it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every on my block dropped two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die