Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' buggin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't never touched a gat I couldn't shoot
I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' the overpass laughin' these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger 'Cause some nigga tried to me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question 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, when a nigga's gettin' They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard black Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, 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 Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, running 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 rich in the world is While the po' restin' 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 hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
Every nigga I know's on death row My younger homie's and he paid a price Little young doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin 'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, 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, gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I shit
Life motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just the shot Her body couldn't take 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, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick my shit drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a be strapped, fucked up and high With my on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And even in the 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