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

Out in the streets, call it murder

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

boy nuh notice, dem only come around like tourist
On the with a few club sodas
Bedtime stories, and like dem name Chuck Norris
And don't know the real

'Cause ah, nuh Backtoo
The dem will do whe dem got to
And won't twice to shot you
Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry a lot too
A bare tuff come at you

When Trenchtown man stop laugh and lock-off
Then dem and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung an it ah beat it
come in a jeep and dem can't stop it

Some say them ah, playboy ah, rabbit
Get like a bad habit
So nuh bodah pose tuff if you have it
Rastafari stands

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

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

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

C'mon face it, a ghetto education's basic
And Most ah de them waste it
And dem waste it, that's when dem take the guns replace it
Then dem stand a chance at all

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

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

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

Welcome to
(Conwell, in stereo)
Hey, welcome to
Out in the streets, call it murder

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