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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Lead Vocals
Stephen Marley
Stephen Marley
Keyboards
Ini Kamoze
Ini Kamoze
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Marley
Stephen Marley
Songwriter
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Songwriter
Ini Kamoze
Ini Kamoze
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Marley
Stephen Marley
Producer
Jim "Bonzai" Caruso
Jim "Bonzai" Caruso
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Out in the street, they call it merther
[Verse 1]
Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at
Two pound a weed inna van back, it inna yuh hand bag
Yuh knapsack, it inna yuh backpack
The smell a give yah 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 don't know the real hardcore 'cause Sandals ah no "Back-To"
Di thugs dem wi' do weh dem got to, and won't think twice to shot you
Don't mek dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A bear tuff thing come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block off traffic
Den dem wheel and pop-off and dem start clap it
With the pin file down and it a beat rapid
Police come inna jeep and dem can't stop it
Some say dem ah playboy, a playboy rabbit
Get drop like a bad habit
So nuh bother pose tuff if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone
[Chorus]
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the street, they call it merther
[Verse 2]
Welcome to Jamdown, poor people are dead at random
Political violence, can't done, bare ghost and Phantom
The youth dem get blind by stardom, now the king of kings ah call
Old man to pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sick me, dem suit nuh fit me
To win election dem trick we, den dem don't do no ting at all
Come on, let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
And most of the youths dem waste it, and when dem waste it
That's when dem tek the guns replace it, den dem don't stand a chance at all
And that's why ah nuff likkle youth have up some fat 'matic
With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who nah lock Glock, say dem a lock rocket
Dem wi full you up a current like ah shock socket
Dem wi run a road block which part the cops block it
And from now till a morning, 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 street, they call it merther
[Outro]
Jamaica, Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica, Jamaica, yo
Jamaica, Jamaica
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Welcome to Jamrock
Written by: Damian Marley, Ini Kamoze, Robert Russel, Stephen Marley
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