Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' fiends Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was lessons, a young nigga askin' 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 cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' Mobbin' the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is question Wanted for investigation and even though I'm for death spark 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a trap And wonder why it's hard bein' black 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
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign
Damn, we're running outta time, everybody's Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat niggaz? I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe While the po' babies restin' in the early God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I play my hand And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya me? Show a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz
nigga that I know's on death row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my 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 raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A young nigga tryin' to make it on these streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me
The whole done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's run for cover, I cause shit
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, 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
Little girl 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, flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
Every nigga on my dropped two cops Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die Let a nigga be strapped, up and high With my hands on the trigger, thug
like a motherfuckin' drug dealer And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry just life in the ghetto, do or die