[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 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 ah nuh Backtoo, the thugs dem will do whe dem got to 

And won't think twice to shot yu 

Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too 

A bare tuff tings come at you 



When Trenchtown man stop laugh and lock-off traffic 

Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it 

With the pin file dung an it ah beat drop it 

Police come inna jeep and dem cant stop it 

Some say them ah playboy ah playboy rabbit 

get dropped like a bad habit 

So nuh bodah 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 Jamrock, poor people ah dead at random 

Political violence, can 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 don't do nuttin at all 



C'mon let's face it, a ghetto education's basic 

And Most ah de youths them waste it 

And when dem waste it, that's when dem take the guns replace it 

Then dem don't stand a chance at all 

And that's why ah nuff little youth have up some fat matic 

With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket 

And have leisure night time inna some black jacket 

All who nuh lock glocks, ah dem a lock rocket 

They will full you up ah current like ah short circuit 

Dem a run ah roadblock 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 (Conwell, Middlesex in Stereo) 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