Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to Jamrock

Out in the streets, call it murder

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

Some boy nuh know dis, dem only around like tourist
On the beach a few club sodas
Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Norris
And don't know the real

'Cause ah nuh back too the thugs
Dem do whe dem got to and won't think twice to shot you
Don't dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A bare tuff tings at you

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

Some say ah playboy, ah playboy rabbit
man ah get dropped like a bad habit
So nuh pose tuff if you don't have it
stands alone

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

Welcome to Jam down, poor people ah dead at
Political violence, can't done, pure ghost and
The dem get blind by stardom
Now the kings of kings ah

Old man to Pickney, so wave hand if you with me
To see the sufferation me
Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem we
dem don't do nuttin' at all

c'mon let's face it, a education's basic
And most ah de them waste it
And when dem waste it, when dem take the guns replace it
Then dem don't stand a at all

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

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

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

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

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