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Welcome To Harlem (feat. Mashonda) letra


Out in the streets, they call it murder
Out in the streets, they call it murder
Out-Out in the streets, they call it murder
Out in the streets, they call it

In the streets you know you must survive
And it ain't easy growing up, you gotta make it right
No time for playing game, you know you must stay in your ground
And all the negativity, you must leave it behind
This is the place where all the stars are born
To all my ghettos, you know we keep it go
This is the place where all the stars are born
To all my ghettos, you know we keep it go

Welcome To Harlem
Hand your bag, Inna hand your bag, Inna hand your bag
Welcome To Harlem
Hand your bag, Inna hand your bag, Inna hand your bag
Welcome To Harlem

For the talking you know you've got to hold it down
The block is not the type of pokey coming back around
Man, I know that there's got to be a better way
Keep the shorties out the streets, this ain't no way to play
You got to stay focus to get right
You got to stay focus, live a better life
You got to stay focus to get right
You got to stay focus, live a better life

Welcome To Harlem
Hand your bag, Inna hand your bag, listen
Welcome To Harlem
Hand your bag, Inna hand your bag, inna hand your bag

Out in the streets, they call it murder

Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at
Two pound ah weed inna van back
It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack
The smell ah give your girlfriend contact
Some boy 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 nuh back too the thugs
Dem will 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 tings come at you
When Trench Town man stop laugh and block off traffic
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung an it ah beat rapid
Police come inna jeep and dem can't stop it
Some say them ah playboy, ah playboy rabbit
Get dropped like a bad habit
So nuh bodah pose tuff if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone

Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock

Damian Marley - Letras

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