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2pac - Hellrazor Şarkı Sözleri

2pac | Biyografisi | Şarkı Sözleri | Resimleri

    hellrazor
    major
    hell mutha-fuckin´ yeah
    this goes out to my man mike coolage

    hell yeah

    (verse 1)
    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 a bitch from a prostitute
    was taught lessons...a young nigga asking questions
    while other suckas was guessing, i was gangsta sexing
    elementary wasn´t meant for me...can´t regret it
    i´m headed for the penitentiary
    i´m cut classes, i´m fuckin blastin´, straight mashin´...
    mobbing through the overpass laughing
    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 on the trigger, cause some niggas 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 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 gettin´ richer they come to get ya
    it´s like a motherfuckin´ trap
    and they wonder why it´s hard being black
    dear lord can ya feel me....gettin´ major...ugh
    mama raised a hellraiser

    hook:
    stress gettin´ major
    lord be my savior
    mama raised a hellrazor

    (verse 2)
    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 niggas
    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 a 16 shot...semi-automatic
    crooked cop killin´ 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 niggas burn
    and every nigga that i know is on death row
    my younger homie´s 17 and he paid a price
    li´l young motherfucker doing triple life
    though i tell him in his letters, its getting 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
    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

    hook:

    (verse 3)
    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 craazy
    i got my.357...can´t control it
    screaming die motherfucker and he´s...loaded
    everybody run for cover...aww shit
    thug life motherfucker! duck quick
    now am i wrong, if i am don´t worry me
    it´s do or die getting high ´til they bury me
    dear lord if ya hear me, tell me why
    a lil girl like latasha...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 kill latasha
    now screaming fuck the world...
    in the end it´s my friends...that flip flop
    lips locked on my dick when my shit drop
    thug life motherfucker! i lick shots
    every nigga on my block...drop 2 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,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
    (exhales)

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