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Out in the streets, call it murder

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

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

'Cause sandals ah, nuh
The dem will 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 laugh and lock-off
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start it
the pin file dung an it ah beat drop it
Police in a jeep and dem can't stop it

Some say ah, playboy ah, playboy 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, people ah, dead at random
Political violence, can
Pure ghost and phantom, the dem get blind by stardom
Now the Kings Of ah call

Old man to pickney, so wave unnuh if you with me
To see the sick me
Dem suit no fit me, to win dem trick we
Then dem do nothin' at all

C'mon let's it, a ghetto education's basic
And ah de youths them waste it
And when dem waste it, that's dem take the guns replace it
dem don't stand a chance at all

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

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

to Jamrock
(South side, side)
to Jamrock
(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,
to Jamrock
Welcome to