Hellrazor

Major! Hell motherf***in' yeah This one goes out to my n**** 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 b**** from the prostitutes, was taught lessons A young n**** askin' questions while other suckers was guessin' I was ganked for s*xin' 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 overpa** laughin' While these other motherf***ers try to figure out, no doubt They jealous of a n****'s clout, tell me Lord Can ya feel me? I keep my finger in the trigger 'Cause some n**** 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 Motherf***ers, every time I see the paper I see my picture, when a n****'s gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherf***in' 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 near running outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat down n****s 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 n****s burn Every n**** that I knows on death row My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherf***er doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my n**** knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, f*** the drama Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off that Tanqueray gin Bout to break my n**** out the f***in' 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 n**** 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 n**** crazy! I got my three-five-seven can't control it Screamin' die motherf***er and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause s*** Thug Life motherf***er, duck quick Now am I wrong if I am don't worry me 'Cause 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' f*** the world, in the end It's my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my s*** drop Thug Life motherf***er I lick shots Every n**** on my block dropped two cops Dear Lord can ya hear me, when I die Let a n**** be strapped, f***ed up, and high With my hands on the trigger, Thug n**** Stressin' like a motherf***in' 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 --- Hellrazor - 2Pac