Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to Jamrock

Out in the streets, call it murder

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

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

'Cause Sandals ah nuh too the thugs
Dem will do whe dem got to and won't think twice to you
make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A tuff tings come at you

Trench Town man stop laugh and block off traffic
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start it
the pin file dung an it ah beat rapid
Police come inna and dem can't stop it

say them ah playboy, ah playboy rabbit
Funny man ah get dropped like a bad
So nuh bodah pose tuff if you don't it
Rastafari alone

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

to Jam down, poor people ah dead at random
Political violence, can't done, pure ghost and
The 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 do nuttin' at all

c'mon let's face it, a ghetto education's
And most ah de them waste 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 little youth have up some fat 'matic
With the extra magazine inna dem back
And ah a bleach a night inna some black jacket
All who nah lock glocks, ah dem a lock

will full you up ah current like ah shock socket
Dem a run ah road back which part the block it
And from now till a nuh stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds ah back ratchet

to Jamrock
(Southside, Northside)
Welcome to
(East Coast, Coast, huh, yo)

to Jamrock
(Cornwall, and Surrey, yah)
Hey, to Jamrock
Out in the streets, call it murder

Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica, Jamaica, yo, Jamaica,
to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock