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  • Текст песни Damian Marley - welcome to jamrock out in the streets they call it murder

    Исполнитель: Damian Marley
    Название песни: welcome to jamrock out in the streets they call it murder
    Дата добавления: 16.05.2016 | 21:33:27
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    [Intro]
    Out in the streets, they call it murder!

    [Verse 1]
    Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs them camp at
    Two pounds a weed inna van bag
    It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your back pack
    The smell a give your girlfriend contact
    Some boy no' notice, them only come around like tourist
    On the beach with a few club sodas
    Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris
    And don't know the real hardcore
    Cause Sandals a now back too, the thugs them wi' do what them got to
    And won't think twice to shot you
    Don't make them spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
    A pure tuff thing come at you

    When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
    Then them wheel and pop off and them start clap it
    With the pin file dung and it a beat drop it
    Police come inna jeep and them cant stop it
    Some say them a playboy (them) a playboy rabbit....
    Get dropped like a bad habit
    So nobody pose tuff if you don't have it
    Rastafari stands alone!

    [Chorus]
    Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock
    Out in the streets, they call it murder!

    [Verse 2]
    Welcome to Jamdom, poor people are dead at random
    Political violence, can done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth
    them get blind by stardom
    Now the Kings Of Kings a call
    Old man to Pickney, so wave one o hand if you with me
    To see the sufferation sick me
    Them suit no' fit me, to win election them trick we
    Then them don't do nuttin at all

    Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
    An most a the youths them waste it
    And when them waste it, that's when them get the guns replace it
    Then them don't stand a chance at all
    And that's why anuff little youth have up some fat matic
    With the extra magazine inna them back pocket
    And have leisure night time inna some black jacket
    All who not lock glocks, a them a lock rocket
    Then will full you up a current like a short circuit
    Them a run a roadblock which part the cops block it
    And from now till a mornin not stop clock it
    If them run outta rounds a brought back ratchet

    [Chorus]
    Welcome to Jamrock (Southside, Northside)
    Welcome to Jamrock (East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo)
    Welcome to Jamrock (Conwell, Middlesex) Hey!
    Welcome to Jamrock
    Out in the streets, they call it murder!!!

    [Outro]
    Jamaica Jamaica! Jamaica Jamaica! Now!
    Jamaica Jamaica! Yo! Jamaica Jamaica!
    Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock
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