Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' buggin' Kickin' up with 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 trust the 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', mashin' through the overpass laughin' While these motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger 'Cause some tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I lose my
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, when a gettin' richer come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Dear can Ya feel 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
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 Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's 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, save the
Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga I know's on death row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' triple Though I tell him in his letters, it's better If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, Mama raised a Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, 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 Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please and save me
The whole world done a nigga crazy 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 If I am, don't worry me Do or die high 'til the bury me Lord, if Ya hear 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 when my shit Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block dropped two Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a be strapped, fucked up and high With my hands on the trigger, nigga
Stressin' like a drug dealer And in the darkest 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