Out in the street, they call it murderThe real hard quirk of sandals and no back tooHe thugs them with whoe' them got tooAnd bout him twice, two shots tooDon't make them spot you, unless you carry guns a lot tooA beer tough thing come at youWhen Trench Town man stop laugh and block off trafficThen them we land pop off and them start to pitWe dip in file long and it a pit rapidPolice come in a jeep and them can't stop itSome say them a playboy, a playboyRobby, Robby, Robby, RobbyKetchup like a bad habitSon of a da pow stuff if you're down to fitRastafari stands aloneWelcome to JamrockWelcome to JamrockOut in the street, they call it murderWelcome to JamdongWhere people are dead at randomPolitical violence can't donePlay ghost and phantomThe U.S.A.Them get blind by stardomNow the king of kings a callWhole man to pick meSo why would no one if you with meTo see this operation sick meThem suit not fit meTo win election, them trick withThen them down to nothing at allCome on, let's face itA ghetto education's basicAnd most of the youths, them waste itAnd when them waste itThat's when them take the guns, replace itThen them don't stand a chance at allAnd that's why enough little youth have up some fat maticWith the extra magazine in a them back pocketAnd a bleach a night time in a some black jacketAll who not lock lock, say them a lock rocketThem a fully woke up a current like a shock socketThem a run a road block which for the cops block itAnd from now till a morning, a stop clock itIf them run out, a round's a broke back ratchetWelcome to JamrockWelcome to JamrockWelcome to JamrockSouthside, NorthsideWelcome to JamrockEast coast, West coastYoWelcome to JamrockCornwall, Middlesex and Surrey, yoWelcome to JamrockOut in the street, they call it murderJamaica, JamaicaJamaica, JamaicaJamaica, JamaicaJamaica, JamaicaJamaica, JamaicaWelcome to JamrockWelcome to JamrockWelcome to JamrockWelcome to JamrockI will come to jump