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 I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', straight through the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause nigga tried to kill me And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death 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 they wonder why it's hard black Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, 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, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat niggaz? I'm to think all the rich in the world is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
Ain't else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the 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 Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every nigga that I on death row My younger homie's and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' triple Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' 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 Gettin' drunk off that gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
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 gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I shit
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' high 'til the me Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why
Little like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my dick when my shit 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, nigga
Stressin' like a drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die