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2PAC lyrics : "Hellrazor"

(feat. Stretch)
Major! Hell mother$#&@in yeah
This one goes out to my ^!$$% 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 (*##$ from the prostitutes, was taught lessons
A young ^!$$% 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 mother$#&@ers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a ^!$$%'s clout, tell me Lord

Can ya feel me? I keep my finger in the trigger
Cause some ^!$$% 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
Mother$#&@ers, every time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a ^!$$%'s gettin richer

They come to get ya, it's like a mother$#&@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

Damn near running outta time, everybody's dyin
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police beat down ^!$$%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 ^!$$%z burn
Every ^!$$% that I know's on death row

My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a price
Little young mother$#&@er doin triple life
Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin better

If my ^!$$% knew the truth he'd hit the roof
Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, $#&@ the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin blunts

Gettin drunk off that Tanqueray gin
Bout to break my ^!$$% out the $#&@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 ^!$$% 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 ^!$$% crazy!
I got my three-five-seven can't control it
Screamin die mother$#&@er and he's loaded
Everybody run for cover, I cause %#@!
Thug Life mother$#&@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 $#&@ the world, in the end
it's my friends, that flip-flop
Lip-locked on my dick when my %#@! drop

Thug Life mother$#&@er I lick shots
Every ^!$$% on my block dropped two cops
Dear Lord can ya hear me, when I die
Let a ^!$$% be strapped, $#&@ed up, and high
with my hands on the trugger, Thug ^!$$%
Stressin like a mother$#&@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 hellraiser why cry
That's just life in the ghetto, do or die

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