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Welcome To Jamrock Lyrics - Welcome To Jamrock - Damian "junior Gong" Marley

Out in the streets, they call it murder 

 

Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at 

Two pound ah weed inna van back 

It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack 

The smell ah give your girlfriend contact 

 

Some boy nuh know dis, dem only come around like tourist 

On the beach with a few club sodas 

Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris 

And don't know the real hardcore 

 

'Cause Sandals ah nuh back too the thugs 

Dem will do whe dem got to and won't think twice to shot you 

Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too 

A bare tuff tings come at you 

 

When Trench Town man stop laugh and block off traffic 

Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it 

With the pin file dung an it ah beat rapid 

Police come inna jeep and dem can't stop it 

 

Some say them ah playboy, ah playboy rabbit 

Funny man ah get dropped like a bad habit 

So nuh bodah pose tuff if you don't have it 

Rastafari stands alone 

 

Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock 

Out in the streets, they call it murder 

 

Welcome to Jam down, poor people ah dead at random 

Political violence, can't done, pure ghost and phantom 

The youth dem get blind by stardom 

Now the kings of kings ah call 

 

Old man to Pickney, so wave unnuh hand if you with me 

To see the sufferation sick me 

Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we 

Then dem don't do nuttin' at all 

 

c'mon let's face it, a ghetto education's basic 

And most ah de youths them waste it 

And when dem waste it, that's when dem take the guns replace it 

Then dem don't stand a chance at all 

 

And that's why ah nuff little youth have up some fat 'matic 

With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket 

And ah a bleach a night time inna some black jacket 

All who nah lock glocks, ah dem a lock rocket 

 

They will full you up ah current like ah shock socket 

Dem a run ah road back which part the cops block it 

And from now till a mornin' nuh stop clock it 

If dem run outta rounds ah bruck back ratchet 

 

Welcome to Jamrock 

(Southside, Northside) 

Welcome to Jamrock 

(East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo) 

 

Welcome to Jamrock 

(Cornwall, Middlesex and Surrey, yah) 

Hey, welcome to Jamrock 

Out in the streets, they call it murder 

 

Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica, now 

Jamaica, Jamaica, yo, Jamaica, Jamaica 

Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony

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