Damian Marley lyrics
Damian Marley lyrics
"Welcome To Jamrock lyrics"
Moonskin lyrics
(En)chained to a shadow of the past he walks the path of life following the same quest, like a ghost silly lover, silly romance, how pathetic! Constant, permanent disenchantment She will be called Moonskin and she will have the beauty of the marble hair dancing like flames around her
(En)chained to a shadow of the past he walks the path of life following the same quest, like a ghost silly lover, silly romance, how pathetic! Constant, permanent disenchantment She will be called Moonskin and she will have the beauty of the marble hair dancing like flames around her
Welcome to Jamrock, camp whe' da' thugs dem 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 yah girlfriend contact
Some boy noy 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 a no 'back-to', da thugs Dem wi do whe' dem got to
And won't think twice to shot you
Don't make dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too
A bare tuff thing come at you
When Trenchtown man stop lau
When The Bretender Cries lyrics
This bar has been my home away from her Used to be she was missing me Now she's moving in with her best friend And I'm the only one who wants what used to be I'm here because today I lost it all I didn't want to drink at home alone I just can't believe, all my hopes and dreams are falli
gh and block-off trafficThis bar has been my home away from her Used to be she was missing me Now she's moving in with her best friend And I'm the only one who wants what used to be I'm here because today I lost it all I didn't want to drink at home alone I just can't believe, all my hopes and dreams are falli
Then them wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung and it a beat drop it
Police come inna jeep and them cant stop it
Some say them a playboy, a playboy rabbit
Funnyman a get dropped like a bad habit
So nobody 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 Jamdown, poor people a dead at random
Political violence, can't done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth
Dem get blind by stardom
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Cock It Back lyrics
Yeah, cock it yeah [* Gun cocking *] cock it back Bling bling Dat [Hook] When I feel like I'm fallin' the fuck down And just for the fuck of it wanna let off a round What, cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *] Cock it back, cock it back click [* Gun cocking *] When I feel like the wor
w the Kings Of Kings a callYeah, cock it yeah [* Gun cocking *] cock it back Bling bling Dat [Hook] When I feel like I'm fallin' the fuck down And just for the fuck of it wanna let off a round What, cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *] Cock it back, cock it back click [* Gun cocking *] When I feel like the wor
Old man to Pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sicken me
Them suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we
Den dem don't do nuttin at all
Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
A most a the youths them waste it
And when dem waste it, dat's when dem take da guns and replace it
Then them don't stand a chance at all
And dat's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic
With the extra magazine inna them back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who not lock glocks, dem a lock rocket
Fire It Up lyrics
* If such a thing exists as being such a king as this Sluts pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist The rhyming vet, the livest yet drop fly shit like a G-4 private jet Bet you get more than grazed by the nine Layed by the side Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine And clowns ha
hen will full you up a current like a short circuit* If such a thing exists as being such a king as this Sluts pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist The rhyming vet, the livest yet drop fly shit like a G-4 private jet Bet you get more than grazed by the nine Layed by the side Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine And clowns ha
Dem a run a roadblock which part thr cops block it
And from now till a mornin not stop clock it
If the run outta rounds a brought back ratchet
[Chorus]
Welcome to Jamrock (Southside, Northside)
Welcome to Jamrock (East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo)
Welcome to Jamrock (Conwell, Middlesex and Surrey) 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