2pac - Hellrazor lyrics

Major Hell mutha-f**in' yeah This goes out to my man mike coolage Hell yeah Born thuggin' heartless and mean muggin' at 16 On the scene watching fiends buggin' Kicking up dust with the older g's Soaking 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**hes from the prostitutes Was taught lessons a young n***a asking questions While other s**as was guessing i was gangsta ?? Elementary wasn't meant for me can't regret it I'm headed for the penitentiary And cut cla**es i'm f**in blastin' straight mashin' Mobbing through the overpa** laughing While these other motherf**ers try to figure out No doubt they jealous of a n***a's clout Tell me lord can ya feel me I keep my finger on the trigger Cause some n***a tried to k** me And mama raised a hellraiser Everyday getting paid, police on my pager Straight stressing A fugitive my occupation is under question Wanted for investigation And even though i'm marked for d**h I'ma spark 'til i lose my breath Motherf**ers Every time i see the paper i see my picture When a n***a gettin' richer they come to get ya It's like a motherf**in' trap And they wonder why it's hard being black Dear lord can ya feel me Gettin' major ugh Mama raised a hellraiser Chorus: Stress gettin' major Lord be my savior Mama raised a hellrazor Tell me lord can ya feel me, show a sign Damn near running outta time Everybody's dying Mama raised a hellraiser I can't figure, why ya let the police beat down n***as I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is safe While the po' babies rushing into early graves God probably saved the youth Ain't nothing 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 16 shot semiautomatic Crooked cop k**in' glock Tell me lord can ya feel me show a way I'm praying but my enemies won't go away And everywhere i turn i see n***as burn Every n***a that i know's on d**h row My younger homie's 17 and he paid a price Li'l young motherf**ers doing triple life Though i tell him in his letters its getting better If my n***a knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out f** the drama Wanna break my loc's out Smoking blunts getting drunk off that tanqueray gin 'bout to break my n***a out the f**in' pen Mama raised a hellraiser Come on ugh mama raised a hellraiser Dear lord can ya feel me Chorus Dear lord can ya hear me It's just me A young n***a 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***a craazy I got my .357 can't control it Screaming die motherf**er and he's loaded Everybody run for cover ahh sh** Thug life motherf**er duck quick Now am i wrong if i am don't worry me Cause do or die getting high 'til they bury me Dear lord if ya hear me tell me why Li'l girl like natasha had to die She never got to see the bullet just heard the shot Her little body couldn't take it she shook and dropped When it's all on the news how she bucked the girl to k** natasha Now i'm screaming f** the world In the end it's my friends That flip flop lip locks On my dick when my sh** drop Thug life motherf**er i lick shots Every n***a on my block Drop two cops Dear lord can ya hear me When i die let a n***a be strapped f**ed up and high With my hands on the trigger thug n***a Stressing like a motherf**ing drug dealer And even in the darkest nights i'ma thug fo' life I got the heart to fight now Mama raised a hellraiser why cry That's just life in the ghetto Do or die