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 in the trigger Cause some nigga tried to kill me and mama raised a hellraizor, 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, unhh Chorus: Stretch Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin major Lord be my savior, unnh (Repeat 4X) Mama raised a hellrazor