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Out in the streets, they call it

to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at
Two pound, ah, weed in a van
It in a hand bag, your knapsack, it in a your backpack
The smell ah, give girlfriend contact

Some boy nuh notice, dem only come around tourist
On the beach with a few club
Bedtime stories, and pose like dem Chuck Norris
And don't know the hardcore

sandals ah, nuh Backtoo
The thugs dem do whe dem got to
And won't think to shot you
Don't make dem spot you, you carry guns a lot too
A bare tuff things at you

When Trenchtown man stop and lock-off traffic
dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin dung an it ah beat drop it
Police come in a and dem can't stop it

Some say them ah, playboy ah, rabbit
Get dropped like a bad
So nuh pose tuff if you don't have it
Rastafari stands

to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it

Welcome to Jamrock, poor people ah, at random
violence, can done
Pure and phantom, the youth dem get blind by stardom
Now the Kings Of ah call

Old man to pickney, so wave hand if you with me
To see the sick me
Dem no fit me, to win election dem trick we
Then dem don't do at all

C'mon let's face it, a ghetto education's
And Most ah de youths waste it
And when dem waste it, when dem take the guns replace it
Then dem don't stand a at all

And that's why ah nuff little youth have up fat matic
With the extra magazine inna dem pocket
And have leisure night time inna some black
All who nuh lock glocks, ah dem a rocket

will full you up ah current like ah short circuit
Dem a run ah roadblock part the cops block it
And from now till a nuh stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds ah bruck ratchet

to Jamrock
(South side, side)
Welcome to
(East coast, coast, huh, yo)

to Jamrock
(Conwell, in stereo)
Hey, welcome to
Out in the streets, they call it

Jamaica,
Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica,
Yo, Jamaica,
Welcome to
Welcome to