Angel, hell motherfuckin' yeah
This one goes out to my nigga Mike Cooley
Hell yeah
Boom, duggin', heartless and mean
Muggin' at 16 on the scene watchin' beans
Buggin', kickin' up dust with the older G
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 a bitch from the prostitutes
Taught lessons, a young nigga askin' questions
While others were guessin' I was gangsta-sectin'
Elementary wasn't meant for me
Can't regret it, I'm headin' for the penitentiary
Cuttin' glass in a fuckin' blastin'
Straight mashin' while I do the overblast
While these other motherfuckers try to think around
No doubt, they jealous of a nigga's clout
Tell me, Lord, can you feel me?
I keep my finger on the trigger
'Cause some niggas try to kill me
And mama raise the hell-raiser
Every day, get in day, police on my pager
Straight stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is under question
Wanted for investigation
And even though I'm off of debt
I'ma smoke 'til I lose my breath, motherfuckers
Every time I see the paper, I see my picture
When them niggas 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 you feel me?
Stress gettin' major
Mama raise the hell-raiser, stress gettin' major
Lord be my savior, uh
Mama raise the hell-raiser
Let's get major, Lord be my savior, uh
Mama raise a hell-raiser, stress gettin' major
Lord be my savior, uh, mama raise a hell-raiser
Stress gettin' major, Lord be my savior, uh
Mama raise a hell-raiser, dear Lord, can you feel me?
Stress gettin' major, uh
Mama raise a hell-raiser, stress gettin' major
Tell me Lord can you feel me, show a sign
Them they runnin' all the time, everybody's done
Mama raise the hell-raiser, I can't figure
Why you let the police beat down niggas
I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world are sick
While the poor baby's bustin' in the early graves
Lord come save the youth, ain't nothin' else to do
But have faith in you, yeah Lord
I live the life of a thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my head
And my hands on the 16 shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord can you feel me?
Show a way
I prayin', but my enemies won't go away
And every way I turn, I see niggas burn
Every nigga that I know's on death row
My young homie's 17 and he paid a price
Lil 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 your baby's mama was smoked out
Fuck the drama, wanna break my hook out
Smokin' butts, gettin' drunk off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to break my nigga out of the fucking pen
Mama raise the hell-raiser
(Gonna be, gonna be a special one) come on, uh
Mama raise the hell-raiser
Uh, dear Lord, can you hear me? Stress getting major
Lord be my savior, uh (that's getting me)
Mama raise a hell-raiser, stress getting major
Lord be my savior, uh
Mama raise the hell-raiser, stress getting major
Lord be my savior, uh
Mama raise the hell-raiser, stress getting major
Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me
A young nigga trying to make it on these rough streets
I'm on my knees begging please come and save me
A whole world unmade, a nigga crazy
I got my three, five, seven, can't control it
Screaming die motherfucker and he's loaded
Everybody run for cover
Oh shit, thug life motherfucker, duck quick
Now am I wrong? If I am, don't worry me
'Cause do and die, getting high 'til they bury me
Dear Lord if you hear me, tell me why
A little girl like Natasha had to die?
She never got to see the bullet, just heard the shot
Her little body couldn't take it, and she gives up
And when they saw it on the news, how she popped the girl
That killed Natasha, now I'm screaming, "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 shot two cops
Dear Lord, can you hear me?
When I die, let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and high
Put my hands on the trigger, 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 hell-raiser while I cry
That's his life in the ghetto, do or die
