Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, raised 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 never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot
I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for spark 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, we're running outta time, dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the beat down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe While the po' babies in the early graves God, come, the youth
Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
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 I know's on death row My younger seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' triple Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof Just heard ya mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? just me A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please and save me
The whole world done made a nigga I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded run for cover, I cause shit
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 hear me, me why
Little girl 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 when I saw it on the news, I see busta 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 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' dealer And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die