Damian Marley - Welcome to Jamrock
It 'just me and smokin playin the song, I put on the stand kaleidoscopic picture viewer, it was fun. In the end, my kitten, and ran, and I had no idea where they went, hence the "Isis, Isis!" at the end. Have fun! Here are the lyrics: Welcome to Jamrock, camp whe clubs 'from' field back Dem pound a weed inna van bag It inna hand, your backpack, you inna backpack The smell a give yah girlfriend contact Some boy noy notice , al. almost like the tourists comingBeach club sodas Bedtime stories, and ask how dem name Chuck Norris does not know the real cause hard Sandals a no 'back-to' to do at the club WHE wi 'And the learned do not think twice you do not blow dem to find, unless you wear a lot of weapons to a mere tuff, which are with you, laugh if Trenchtown man stop and block traffic, then rotates them and pop off and start cheering with the DM pin file dung and a drop of beat police come inna jeep and can not stoptell them a playboy, a playboy rabbit Funnyman a fall like a bad habit So nobody can do tuff, if you do not have it Rastafari is unique! [Chorus] Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock Out in the streets, they call it murder! [Verse 2] Welcome to Jamdown, poor people a dead policy is not random violence can happen! Pure spirit and get ghost, the young celebrity from the blind Now the King of Kings, an old man called Pickney, so wave hand-Hun, if you see me, the Sufferation me sick... Old Gringo Leopardito Boots Grand Sale Charbroil Grills Top Quality !8!# Honeywell Biometric Safe Buy Online
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