Damian Marley "Jr. Gong": Jamrock

Out in the street, they call it murder (Fuck D-Block) Verse 1 Tony Yayo: Guns a place up Gimme dat pen and dat Jacob One false move you get spread out Im in dat Range truck Timmy got me fuckin blinged up Last year I was broke now my wings up I put dat work in Nigga you not my bredren 44 Mac when Im lurkin Homie its murder Yayo is a clip inserta I sneak in ya crib like a burglar Homie Im gangsta Fat Joe the boy is a wanksta I come through the Bronx and I spank ya I smoke dat ganja Rollin shotgun with Baja 3-5-7 revolver (Bo-Bo) G-Units da place we ride for the cause We gettin money bredren get yalls We play yo' ass homeboy you better think We the ones dat took the Murder out the Inc. Out in the streets, they call it murder Verse 2 Jr. Gong: Welcome to jamrock Camp where di thugs dem camp at Two pounds a weed inna van back It inna yuh handbag Yuh knapsack it inna yuh backpack The smell a give yuh girlfriend contact Some boy nuh notice Dem only come around like tourist On the beach wit a few club sodas Bedtime stories And pose like they name Chuck Norris And dont know da real hardcore cuz sandals a now back too Di thugs dem weh do what they got do And wont think twice to shot you Dont make dem spot you Unless you carry guns a lot too A pure tuff tings come at you When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block off traffic Den dem reel and pop off and dem start clap it When di pin file dung and it a beat drop it Police come inna jeep and dem cant stop it Some seh dem a play boy or Playboy rabbit Funnyman a get drop like a bad habit Some nah bodda pose off if yuh dont have it Rastafari stands alone Hook: Welcome to jamrock Welcome to jamrock Out in the street, they call it murder Verse 2: Welcome to jamdown Poor people a dead at random Political violence can done Bare ghost and phantom Di youth dem get blind by stardom Now di King of Kings a call Ol man to pickney So wave unnu hand if you with me To see the sufferation sick me Dem suit no fit me To win election dem trick we Den dem dont do nutting at all Come on lets face it A ghetto educations basic And most of di youth dem waste it And when dem waste it Dats when dem take the guns replace it And dem dont stand a chance at all And dats why enough likkle youth have up some fat matic With di extra magazine inna dem back pocket And a flee to nighttime inna some black jacket All who nah lock glocks seh dem a lock rocket Den will fill you up with current like a short circuit Dem a run a court block which part the cops block it And from noon til a mornin no stop clock it If dem run outta rounds a brought back ratchet Chorus: Welcome to jamrock (Southside Northside) Welcome to jamrock (Eastcoast Westcoast) Welcome to jamrock (Conwell, Middlesex, hey) Welcome to jamrock Out in the streets they call it murder Jamaica Jamaica Jamaica Jamaica, now Jamaica Jamaica, yo Jamaica Jamaica Welcome to jamrock