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2Pac - Versuri


R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - Album




Hellrazor


 







Major! Hell motherfuckin yeah


This one goes out to my nigga 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 bitch from the prostitutes, was taught lessons


A young nigga 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 motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt


They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord


Can ya feel me? I keep my finger in the trigger


Cause some nigga 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


Motherfuckers, every time I see the paper


I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer


They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin 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 niggaz


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 niggaz burn


Every nigga that I know's on death row


My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a price


Little young motherfucker doin triple life


Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin better


If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the roof


Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama


Wanna break my Loc out, smokin blunts


Gettin drunk off that Tanqueray gin


Bout to break my nigga out the fuckin 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 nigga 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 nigga crazy!


I got my three-five-seven can't control it


Screamin die motherfucker and he's loaded


Everybody run for cover, I cause shit


Thug Life motherfucker, 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 fuck the world, in the end


it's my friends, that flip-flop


Lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop


Thug Life motherfucker I lick shots


Every nigga on my block dropped 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 trugger, Thug nigga


Stressin like a motherfuckin 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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