Damian Robert Nesta Marley also known as "Jr. Gong" is a jamaican artist that was actually born in 21st of july,1978......... Damian marley is also the youngest son of the reggae legend which is bob marley.... well sadly Damian marley was just two years old when his father bob marley died.....damian marley starting performing music at the age of 13.....
damian marley have written many wonderful songs but one of my favourite songs of his is the song which he titled "welcome to jamrock"...i love the song so much and i love the production of the song and the melody in the song....
what i cherish most about the song is the messages in the song...........
this amazing song talks about the struggles so many people face in the streets of jamaica,it makes people understand what many people go through while growing up in the streets,it makes people understand that growing up in a weird way should not stop you from reaching your goals,it makes people understand that you can always find positivity in any situation you find yourself in,the song also contains some humour which makes me giggle whenever i listen to the song...the song is inspiring too and it is also motivational in its own way,i love the fact that damian marley choosed his own style of singing and did not try so hard to want to sing in a style similar to his father.......
song lyrics...
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
Funny man ah 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
Out in the streets, they call it murder
Welcome to Jam down, poor people ah dead at random
Political violence, can't done, pure ghost and phantom
The youth dem get blind by stardom
Now the kings of kings ah call
Old man to Pickney, so wave unnuh hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sick me
Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we
Then dem don't do nuttin' at all
c'mon let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
And most ah de youths them waste it
And when dem waste it, that's when dem take the guns replace it
Then dem don't stand a chance at all
And that's why ah nuff little youth have up some fat 'matic
With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket
And ah a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who nah lock glocks, ah dem a lock rocket
They will full you up ah current like ah shock socket
Dem a run ah road back which part the cops block it
And from now till a mornin' nuh stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds ah bruck back ratchet
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 streets, they call it murder
Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica, now
Jamaica, Jamaica, yo, Jamaica, Jamaica
Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock
