Major
Hell mutha-fuckin 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 gs
Soaking up the game that was told to me
I aint never touched a gat that I couldnt shoot
I learned not to trust the bitches from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons a young nigga asking questions
While other suckas was guessing I was gangsta ? ?
Elementary wasnt meant for me cant regret it
Im headed for the penitentiary
And cut classes Im fuckin blastin straight mashin
Mobbing through the overpass laughing
While these other motherfuckers try to figure out
No doubt they jealous of a niggas clout
Tell me lord can ya feel me
I keep my finger on the trigger
Cause some nigga tried to kill 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 Im marked for death
Ima spark til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers
Every time I see the paper I see my picture
When a nigga gettin richer they come to get ya
Its like a motherfuckin trap
And they wonder why its 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
Everybodys dying
Mama raised a hellraiser
I cant figure, why ya let the police beat down niggas
Im startin to think all the rich in the world is safe
While the po babies rushing into early graves
God probably saved the youth
Aint 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 hands on the 16 shot semiautomatic
Crooked cop killin glock
Tell me lord can ya feel me show a way
Im praying but my enemies wont go away
And everywhere I turn I see niggas burn
Every nigga that I knows on death row
My younger homies 17 and he paid a price
Lil young motherfuckers doing triple life
Though I tell him in his letters its getting better
If my nigga knew the truth hed hit the roof
Just heard ya babys mama was smoked out
Fuck the drama
Wanna break my locs out
Smoking blunts getting drunk off that tanqueray gin
bout to break my nigga out the fuckin 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
Its just me
A young nigga tryin to make it on these rough streets
Im on my knees beggin please come and save me
The whole world done made a nigga craazy
I got my .357 cant control it
Screaming die motherfucker and hes loaded
Everybody run for cover ahh shit
Thug life motherfucker duck quick
Now am I wrong if I am dont worry me
Cause do or die getting high til they bury me
Dear lord if ya hear me tell me why
Lil girl like natasha had to die
She never got to see the bullet just heard the shot
Her little body couldnt take it she shook and dropped
When its all on the news how she bucked the girl to kill natasha
Now Im screaming fuck the world
In the end its my friends
That flip flop lip locks
On my dick when my shit drop
Thug life motherfucker I lick shots
Every nigga on my block
Drop two cops
Dear lord can ya hear me
When I die let a nigga be strapped fucked up and high
With my hands on the trigger thug nigga
Stressing like a motherfucking drug dealer
And even in the darkest nights ima thug fo life
I got the heart to fight now
Mama raised a hellraiser why cry
Thats just life in the ghetto
Do or die

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