"Welcome to Jamrock, camp whe' da' thugs dem camp at Two pounds a weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your back pack The smell a give yah girlfriend contact Some boy noy notice, dem 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 no 'back-to', da thugs Dem wi do whe' dem got to And won't think twice to shot you Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too A bare tuff thing come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic Then them wheel and pop off and dem 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, a playboy rabbit Funnyman a 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 Jamdown, poor people a dead at random Political violence, can't done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth Dem get blind by stardom Now the Kings Of Kings a call Old man to Pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me To see the sufferation sicken me Them suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we Den dem don't do nuttin at all
Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic A most a the youths them waste it And when dem waste it, dat's when dem take da guns and replace it Then them don't stand a chance at all And dat's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic With the extra magazine inna them back pocket And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket All who not lock glocks, dem a lock rocket Then will full you up a current like a short circuit Dem a run a roadblock which part thr cops block it And from now till a mornin not stop clock it If the 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 and Surrey) 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"
Tokaisi ystävämme Damian. Sipulista Damian ei tosin tiennyt sytyttäessään kynttilän, mutta sen pintapiolinen tarkistelu olikin utuinen Raimon arvio. Raimo on töissä telakalla, Raimo harvemmin fiilistelee reaggaeta, mutta Raimon sydänystävä Timo sitäkin enemmän. Se Raimon ja Timon päihdevammaisen sipulinpyörittelyn ja kuittibisneksen ympärill on (supon miehiä raput mustana), sitä ei edes Damian pysty arvaamaan, mutta se onkin jo snadimpi epäseikka ja täysin toinen tarina.
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"Welcome to Jamrock, camp whe' da' thugs dem camp at
Two pounds a weed inna van back
It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your back pack
The smell a give yah girlfriend contact
Some boy noy notice, dem 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 no 'back-to', da thugs Dem wi do whe' dem got to
And won't think twice to shot you
Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A bare tuff thing come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
Then them wheel and pop off and dem 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, a playboy rabbit
Funnyman a 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 Jamdown, poor people a dead at random
Political violence, can't done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth
Dem get blind by stardom
Now the Kings Of Kings a call
Old man to Pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sicken me
Them suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we
Den dem don't do nuttin at all
Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
A most a the youths them waste it
And when dem waste it, dat's when dem take da guns and replace it
Then them don't stand a chance at all
And dat's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic
With the extra magazine inna them back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who not lock glocks, dem a lock rocket
Then will full you up a current like a short circuit
Dem a run a roadblock which part thr cops block it
And from now till a mornin not stop clock it
If the 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 and Surrey) 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"
Tokaisi ystävämme Damian. Sipulista Damian ei tosin tiennyt sytyttäessään kynttilän, mutta sen pintapiolinen tarkistelu olikin utuinen Raimon arvio. Raimo on töissä telakalla, Raimo harvemmin fiilistelee reaggaeta, mutta Raimon sydänystävä Timo sitäkin enemmän. Se Raimon ja Timon päihdevammaisen sipulinpyörittelyn ja kuittibisneksen ympärill on (supon miehiä raput mustana), sitä ei edes Damian pysty arvaamaan, mutta se onkin jo snadimpi epäseikka ja täysin toinen tarina.
Niskaa särkee. Kahvi VeeMiehen valinta. Mustana.
Ja taas hämärtää... TKU-110°Cru
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