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Out in the streets, call it murder

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

Some boy nuh notice, dem come around like tourist
On the beach with a few club
stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris
And don't the real hardcore

'Cause sandals ah, nuh
The thugs dem 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 things at you

When Trenchtown man stop and lock-off traffic
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 ah, playboy ah, playboy 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, people ah, dead at random
Political violence, can
Pure ghost and phantom, the dem get blind by stardom
Now the Of Kings ah call

Old man to pickney, so wave unnuh if you with me
To see the sufferation me
Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem we
Then dem do nothin' at all

C'mon let's face it, a ghetto basic
And Most ah de them waste it
And when dem waste it, that's when dem take the replace it
Then dem don't stand a at all

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

They full you up ah current like ah short circuit
Dem a run ah roadblock which part the block it
And now till a mornin' nuh stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds ah 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
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