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' fiends Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the game that was to me I ain't touched a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch from the Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for 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 figure out, no
They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause some nigga tried to me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
on my pager, straight stressin' A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' And they wonder why it's bein' black Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' 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 to think all the rich in the world is safe While the po' babies restin' in the early God, come, save the
Ain't else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya me? Show a way I'm prayin' but my enemies go away And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga I know's on death row My homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' life Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin 'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded Everybody run for cover, I shit
Life motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me Do or die gettin' high 'til the me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the Her little body couldn't 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, it's my friends, that Lip-locked on my dick when my drop Life, motherfucker, I lick shots
Every nigga on my dropped 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
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug 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