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Damian Marley » Welcome To Jamrock
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	[Intro] Out in the streets, they call it murder! [Verse 1] Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pounds a weed inna van back It inna u handbag, u knapsack, it inna u backpack The smell a give your girlfriend contact Some boy nuh know this, dem only come around like tourist On the beach with a few club sodas Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris And dem don't know the real hardcore Cause Sandals a nuh Back-to, the thugs dem have do what dem got to And won't think twice to shot you Don't make them spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too A pure tuff things come at you When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic Then dem wheel and pop off and them start clap it With the pin file dung and it a beat rapid Police come inna jeep and them cant stop it Some say dem a playboy (dem) a playboy rabbit Funnyman a get dropped like a bad habit So don't bother pose up if you don't have it Rastafari stands alone! [Chorus] Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock Out in the streets, they call it murder! [Verse 2] Welcome to Jungle, poor people a dead at random Political violence, caan dun! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth them get blind by stardom Now the King Of Kings a call old man to Pickney, so wave unnu hand if you with me To see the sufferation sick me Them suit no fit me, to win election them trick we And they don't do nuttin at all Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic And most a the youths dem waste it And when they waste it, that's when dem mek the guns replace it Then dem don't stand a chance at all And that's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic With the extra magazine inna them back pocket And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket All who not lock glocks, them a lock rocket Them will full you up a current like a short circuit Them a run a roadblock which part the cops block it And from now till a mornin nuh stop clock it If they run outta rounds a bruck-back ratchet [Chorus] Welcome to Jamrock (Southside, Northside) Welcome to Jamrock (East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo) Welcome to Jamrock (Cornwall, Middlesex,Surrey) Hey! Welcome to Jamrock Out in the streets, they call it murder!!! [Outro] Jamaica Jamaica! Jamaica Jamaica! Now! Jamaica Jamaica! Yo! Jamaica Jamaica! Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock
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