text: No big up our gun men, seen? 
  Cuh dis ah 94 when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
  Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
  Watch this, lawd
  Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
  Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
  Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
  Informer lone keep informer friend
  1970 something, nigga I dont sweat the date
  My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
  Out the skins, in this world of fly girls
  Tanqueray and Hennessy until I call hurl
  Ten months in this gut, what the fuck?
  I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck
  Wild juvenile ripping mics and shit
  New York, New York, ready for the likes of this
  Then came the worst date, May 21st
  2:19, thats when my mama water burst
  No spouse in the house so she rode for self
  To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
  Umbilical cords wrapped around my neck
  Im seeing my death and I aint even took my first step
  I made it out, Im bringing mad joy
  The doctor looked and said, Hes going to be a bad boy
  Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
  Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
  Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
  Informer lone keep informer friend
  Now Im thirteen, smoking blunts, making cream
  On the drug scene, fuck a football team
  Risking ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
  Hearing the coach scream aint my lifetime dream
  I mean, I want to blow up, stack my dough up
  So school I didnt show up, it fucked my flow up
  Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
  Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
  Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldnt see it
  Scarface, King of New York, I want to be it
  Rap was secondary, money was necessary
  Until I got incarcerated, kinda scary
  C74-Mark 8 set me straight
  Not able to move behind the great steel gate
  Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
  All the money I stacked was all the money for bail
  Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
  Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
  Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
  Informer lone keep informer friend
  Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
  Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
  Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
  Informer lone keep informer friend
  Ninety-four, now I explore new horizons
  Mama smile when she see me, thats surprising
  Honeys is tantalizing, they freak all night
  Keep ducking cops on the creep all night
  As I open my eyes and realizing I changed
  Not the same deranged child stuck up in the game
  And to my niggas living street life
  Learn to treat life to the best, put stress to rest
  Still tote your vest man, niggas be tripping
  In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga youre slipping
  If Im dipping on The F with weed on my breath
  Original hustler with the muffler on the TEC
  Respect to the macks in the Acs
  To the freaks in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps
  Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
  Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
  Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
  Informer lone keep informer friend
  Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
  Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
  Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
  Informer lone keep informer friend
  Now this is Diana King doing a Yankee thing
  In a Biggie Smalls thing, do it, Ja
  Have mercy!
  The gunman in all de party
  And everybody feel irie
  And everybody just follow me, follow me, follow me
  Have mercy
  The wul ah we in ah de party
  And everybody look irie
  Now di man them sexy, sexy, sexy
  Do it
  No mercy fuh nuh big up unnu self
  Cuh we nuh watch nuh this girl seen?
  The hardcore thing we ah deal with
  Oh yes, we are the best
  No other guy can test
  Shit, Mami, damn, why you actin like that, man?
  Cause I dont be doin this
  Im sayin, you know it aint nothin
  Its just part of sex, ya knowm saying
  But you know I dont do this
  I dont even know how to do this
  Im just sayin, jus— just a little peck Mami, for daddy
  Just a little peck
  Like that?
  Thats what Im sayin, yeah
  You know I dont be doin this though
  You know that
  Whatever bitch!