Versuri 04. Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin', yeah 
This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah 
Mama raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' 
Heartless and mean, muggin' at sixteen 
 
On the scene, watchin' fiends buggin' 
Kickin' up dust with the older G's 
Soakin' up the game that was told to me 
I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot 
 
I learned not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes 
Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' questions 
While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' 
Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't regret it 
 
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class 
And I'm buckin', blastin', straight mashin' 
Mobbin' through the overpass laughin' 
While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt 
 
They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord 
Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the trigger 
'Cause some nigga tried to kill me 
And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid 
 
Police on my pager, straight stressin' 
A fugitive, my occupation is under question 
Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for death 
I'ma spark 'til I lose my breath 
 
Motherfuckers, every time I see the paper 
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin' richer 
They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap 
And they wonder why it's hard bein' black 
Dear Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh 
 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
 
Mama raised a hellrazor 
Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign 
 
Damn, we're running outta time, everybody's dyin' 
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't figure 
Why you let the police beat down niggaz? 
I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is safe 
While the po' babies restin' in the early graves 
God, come, save the youth 
 
Ain't nothin' else to do but have faith in You 
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You understand 
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand 
And my hand's on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic 
 
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord 
Can Ya feel me? Show a way 
I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go away 
And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz burn 
 
Every nigga that I know's on death row 
My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a price 
Little young motherfucker doin' triple life 
Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better 
If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the roof 
Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama 
 
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' blunts 
Gettin' drunk off that Tanqueray gin 
'Bout to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen 
Mama raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah 
 
C'mon, uh, Mama raised a hellrazor 
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Lord, be my Savior, uh 
 
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major 
Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's just me 
A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets 
I'm on my knees beggin', ?Please come and save me? 
 
The whole world done made a nigga crazy 
I got my three-five-seven, can't control it 
Screamin' die motherfucker and he's loaded 
Everybody run for cover, I cause shit 
 
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, quick 
Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't worry me 
Do or die gettin' high 'til the bury me 
Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why 
 
Little girl like LaTasha, had to die 
She never got to see the bullet, just heard the shot 
Her little body couldn't take it, it shook and dropped 
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin' 'Tasha 
 
Now, I'm screamin', ?Fuck the world? 
In the end, it's my friends, that flip-flop 
Lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop 
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick shots 
 
Every nigga on my block dropped two cops 
Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die 
Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and high 
With my hands on the trigger, thug nigga 
 
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug dealer 
And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life 
I got the heart to fight, now 
Mama raised a hellrazor why cry 
That's just life in the ghetto, do or die