Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' fiends up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary wasn't 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 try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause some tried to kill me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is question for investigation and even though I'm marked for death I'ma 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, time I see the paper I see my picture, when a gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya feel me? 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, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police down niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is While the po' restin' in the early graves God, come, save the
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 my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop 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 younger homie's and he paid a price young motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof Just heard ya mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? 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, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's run for cover, I cause shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot Her little body take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see girl killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, up and high 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 Mama a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die