Luyện nghe bài hát Love It Or Leave It Alone / Welcome To Jamrock

Out in the streets, they it murder

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

boy nuh notice, dem only come around like tourist
On the beach with a few sodas
Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck
And know the real hardcore

'Cause ah, nuh Backtoo
The thugs dem do whe dem got to
And think twice to shot you
make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A tuff things come 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 jeep and dem can't it

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

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

to Jamrock, poor people ah, dead at random
Political violence, can
Pure ghost and phantom, the dem get blind by stardom
Now the Kings Of Kings ah

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

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

And that's why ah nuff little youth up some fat matic
With the extra magazine 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 like ah short
Dem a run ah roadblock which part the block it
And from now a mornin' 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, to Jamrock
Out in the streets, call it murder

Jamaica,
Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica,
Yo, Jamaica,
to Jamrock
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