Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born 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 a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch from the Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' While other was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' wasn't meant for me, can't regret it
I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the overpass While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no
They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger 'Cause some nigga tried to me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is under for investigation and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I lose my
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin' come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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 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 me? Show a sign
Damn, we're running outta time, everybody's 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 the po' babies restin' in the early graves God, come, the youth
Ain't nothin' else to do but 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,
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every nigga that I on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a Little young motherfucker doin' life Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts Gettin' drunk off that 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 feel me? Stress gettin' 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
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, can Ya hear me? It's just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world done made a crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die motherfucker and 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 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', Fuck the In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every on my block dropped two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and With my on the trigger, thug nigga
like a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die