Welcome to Jamrock (clean version) Damian Marley

Out in the streets, they call it murder!

Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs them 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 your girlfriend contact
Some boy nuh know this, them 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 now back too, the thugs then we do what them got to
And won't think twice to shot you
Don't make them spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A pure tuff things come at you

When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
Then them wheel and pop off and them start clap it
With the pin file dung and it a beat rapid
Police come inna jeep and them can't stop it
Some say them a playboy (them) a playboy rabbit
Funny man a get dropped like a bad habit
So don't bother pose off if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone!

Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther!