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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Keys, Alicia - Love It Or Leave - Welcome To Jamrock With Mos Def, Common, Damien Marley And Friends[Intro] Out in the streets, they call it murder! [Verse 1] Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your back pack The smell ah give your girlfriend contact Some bwoy nuh know dis, dem only come around like tourist On the beach with a few club sodas Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris And dont know the real hardcore Cause Sandals ah nuh Backtoo, the thugs dem will do whe dem got to And wont think twice to shot yu Dont make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too A bare tuff tings come at you When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it With the pin file dung an it ah beat rapid Police come inna jeep and dem cant stop it Some say them ah playboy ah playboy rabbit Funny man ah get dropped like a bad habit So nuh bodah pose tuff if you dont 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 ah dead at random Political violence, cant done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth dem get blind by stardom Now the Kings Of Kings ah call Old man to Pickney, so wave unnuh hand if you with me To see the sufferation sick me Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we Then dem dont do nuttin at all Cmon lets face it, a ghetto educations basic And Most ah de youths them waste it And when dem waste it, thats when dem take the guns replace it Then dem dont stand a chance at all And thats why ah nuff little youth have up some fat matic With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket And ah a bleach a night time inna some black jacket All who nah lock glocks, ah dem a lock rocket They will full you up ah current like ah shock socket Dem a run ah roadback which part the cops block it And from now till a mornin nuh stop clock it If dem run outta rounds ah bruck back ratchet [Chorus] Welcome to Jamrock (Southside, Northside) Welcome to Jamrock (East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo) Welcome to Jamrock (Cornwall, Middlesex and Surrey, Yah) 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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