Tupac Hellrazor Lyrics

Major! Hell m_________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__in
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 m_________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 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
m_________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 m_________in 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
[2Pac] Dear Lord can ya feel me
Stress gettin major, unnh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin major

Tell me Lord can ya feel me, show a sign
d___ near running outta time, everybody's dyin
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police beat down n____z
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____z burn
Every n____ that I know's on death row
My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a price
Little young m_________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, uhh, yeah
C'mon, uhh, mama raised a hellrazor
Uhh, dear Lord can ya feel me, stress gettin major
(Lord be my savior, unnh)

[Chorus: Stretch]
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin major
Lord be my savior, unhh
[repeat 2X]

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 m_________er and he's loaded
Everybody run for cover, I cause s___
Thug Life m_________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 d___ when my s___ drop
Thug Life m_________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 m_________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