En El Barrio

Mucha droga, mucha armas
Muchos, muchos matones
While out the Bookie man
Y se me pone, wild
But tek yuh out the mic and gimme the brand new style
Yun nuh seh done the wicked thru me wicked done
Inna di dance hall
A watch me now too
We born inna di ghetto, me's a ghetto pickney
Number one microphone inna in here country
New York, Puerto Rico and Miami
All of dem posse they fi come follow we
Wicked and bad, inna di '90
Life is hard, deh pon the streets

En el barrio
Onnu seh life is so hard
A thru me big up me broad
En el barrio
Onnu seh life is so hard
What me tell dem again, now

Me seh some of dem a gyal, a sell the body
Cyan believe what they do for money
Dem would rob you, they woulda kill me
But listen up di Bookie talk di reality
I'ma God blessed pickney, yuh can't test me
Nuh all your working thru the wall daddy be
The pretty gyal, a thru to ever swear me
Wu run things a yard, I din the stylee
In the barrio me seh me life nuh easy
Some a rob man, a me seh some a dem a thief
Thief, I gwaan to rob pon di street
Street, become the style so sweet

In el barrio
Onnu seh life is so hard
A thru me big up me broad