[Chorus: Stretch]
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ stress gettin'✦ major✦
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ stress gettin'✦ major✦
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser✦ (Dear Lord, can you feel me?), stress gettin'✦ major✦
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ stress gettin'✦ major✦
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser✦ (Dear Lord, can you feel me?), stress gettin'✦ major,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ stress gettin'✦ major✦
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Tell me, Lord, can you feel me? Show a sign
Damn near running out of time, everybody's dyin'
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ can't figure✦
Why you let the police✦ beat down niggas✦
I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is safe
While the poor babies✦ rushin'✦ into✦ 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 a sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin'✦ Glock
Tell me, Lord, can you feel me? Show a way
I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go away✦
And everywhere I turn I see niggas✦ burn
Every✦ nigga✦ that I know is on death row
My younger homie's✦ seventeen 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 Loc out, smokin'✦ blunts
Gettin'✦ drunk off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to break my nigga✦ out the fuckin'✦ pen'
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser✦ (Gotta✦ be, gotta✦ be a special one)
Uhh, yeah, come on, uhh, mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser✦
Uhh, dear Lord, can ya feel me? Stress gettin'✦ major✦
[Chorus: Stretch]
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser✦ (Dear Lord, can you feel me?), stress gettin'✦ major✦
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ stress gettin'✦ major✦
Lord be my savior,✦ uhh
Mama✦ raised✦ a hellraiser,✦ stress gettin'✦ major✦
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me
A young nigga✦ tryna✦ make it on these rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin',✦ please, come and save me
A 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,✦ ahh, shit
Thug Life, motherfucker,✦ duck quick
Now am I wrong? If I am, don't worry✦ me
'Cause do or die, gettin'✦ high 'til they 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 how she bucked✦ the girl, killed✦ Latasha✦
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 you hear me? When I die
Let a nigga✦ be strapped, fucked✦ up, and high
With 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 hellraiser,✦ why cry?
That's just life in the ghetto,✦ do or die