Welcome To Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther!
Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs them camp at
Two pound a weed inna van back
It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack
The smell a give your girlfriend contact
Some bwoy 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 don't know the real hardcore
Cah Sandals a now back too, the thugs then we 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 bare tuff things come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem 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, a playboy rabbit
Get dropped like a bad habit
So nuh bother pose off if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone
Welcome to Jamrock
Ayy
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther!
Welcome to Jamdown
Poor people are dead at random
Political violence cyaa done
Pure ghost and phantom
The yute dem get blind by stardom
Now the king of kings a call
Old man to Pickney, so wave oonu 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
Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
And most a di yutes dem 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 a nuff likkle yute have up some fat matic
With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who not lock glocks, at dem a lock rocket
Dem will full you up a current like a short circuit
Dem a run a roadblock which part the cops block it
And from now 'til a mornin' nuh stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds a broke-back ratchet
Welcome to Jamrock
Southside, Northside
Welcome to Jamrock
East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo
Welcome to Jamrock
Cornwall, Middlesex and Surrey, hey
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther!
Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica, Jamaica, yo
Jamaica, Jamaica
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs them camp at
Two pound a weed inna van back
It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack
The smell a give your girlfriend contact
Some bwoy 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 don't know the real hardcore
Cah Sandals a now back too, the thugs then we 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 bare tuff things come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem 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, a playboy rabbit
Get dropped like a bad habit
So nuh bother pose off if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone
Welcome to Jamrock
Ayy
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther!
Welcome to Jamdown
Poor people are dead at random
Political violence cyaa done
Pure ghost and phantom
The yute dem get blind by stardom
Now the king of kings a call
Old man to Pickney, so wave oonu 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
Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
And most a di yutes dem 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 a nuff likkle yute have up some fat matic
With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who not lock glocks, at dem a lock rocket
Dem will full you up a current like a short circuit
Dem a run a roadblock which part the cops block it
And from now 'til a mornin' nuh stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds a broke-back ratchet
Welcome to Jamrock
Southside, Northside
Welcome to Jamrock
East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo
Welcome to Jamrock
Cornwall, Middlesex and Surrey, hey
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther!
Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica, Jamaica, yo
Jamaica, Jamaica
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Credits
Writer(s): Ini Kamoze, Damian Robert Nesta Marley, Stephen Marley
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