Letra de Love it or Leave it Alone/Welcome to Jamrock (Unplugged) - Alicia Keys

(Feat. Damian Marley, Yasiin Bey, Common)

C'mon!

Yes yes yes...

Uh, a yes yes y'all (freak freak y'all)

A-freak freak y'all!

Freak freak y'all - fifteen!

(Ohh!) A yes yes y'all

Waddup, Brook-LYYYYYYYYYYYYYN!!

And just clap your hands y'all

A freak freak y'all - and ya don't stop

A to the beat y'all - and ya don't stop

A freak freak y'all - and ya don't stop

A to the beat (y'alllllllllll!!!)

Yo, mad love for the culture

Since the days of Adidas and hip-hop posters

Now I host with Mos and just to boast to brag

A bit about it, 'cause I cain't live without it

Seen her on the streets when I was like ten

Especially's of a lagged and young black man

Do backspins in backyards cause we rap harder

People that lack {?}, now we black stars

Gift from God - they said we must be crazy

Now they sayin Common, Nasir, and Jay-Z

Leaders of tomorrow, follow the steps of

Africans rap in the ghettos makin it spressed up

Yo we bring the light, we do it tonight

Alicia Keys and Mos Def bring it right

We come down and bam, and rock who I am

Com Sense, yo; I'm wit the fam, yo

You gotta love it, or leave it alone

You gotta love it, or leave it alone

You gotta love it, or leave it alone

You gotta love it, or leave it alone

(Mos Def) Yo, peep it out while I tell you like this

A fresh to the soil, be sure you don't miss

It's the, true for ya, true feature

I could go on for days about it screamin "Alicia!"

Walkin down the block with brother Com Sense

Comrade Com Sense, so what the heck so I -

Show this fresh girl that you always sure

Before and then my heart should be adored and

Cain't front, another ignore

It's Aquarius love and highly secure

Daje Mahal, and really gettin in

And fantasize of my life for a one or two winners

And my man Com Sense just stopped and said

"Yo stop frontin' and use your head!"

A-said "Yo stop frontin' and use your head!"

A-said "Yo stop frontin' and use your FUCKIN head.." (OHHHHH!!)

Right about now, I wanna thank everybody for comin out

And rockin with me tonight

I wanna give a big-up, to my man Mos Def

My man Common Sense, my man Krucial

My man Ills, the whole M.B.K. fam

The whole Krucial Keys fam, and MTV

And everybody out th-ere say "yeah!!" {*crowd cheers*]

Yeah!

Said everybody out th-ere say "yeah!!"

(YEEEEEAHHH)

C'mon, and alright

I need y'all to give it up, for Pablo on percussion

For Paul John on drums, Onree Gill on M.D

Anaysha, Sara, Jermaine, AND, Denise on backgrounds

Steve on the bass, oh

Artie on the gee-tar (yaaaay), Jeff's on the horns (oh)

AYE-YAY-YAY, and the string quartets

Ray Chew and, the Crunks

Oh, oh (one-two), you know

Uh, WE WOOOOOOOOON!!

Oh, oh, oh.. I wanna bring Damian Marley to the spot..

Up in the streets, they call it murrrrrr-derrrr!

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 con -

Some bwoy nuh notice, dem only come around like tourist

On the beach with a few club sodas

Bedtime stories, pose like dem name Chuck Norris

Don't know the real hardcore

Cause Sandals ah nuh Backtoo, the thugs dem will do when 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, New York man stop laugh and lock-off traffic

Then dem wheel AND pop off and dem start clap it

With the pin file dung an it ah beat drop it

Police come inna Jeep and dem can't stop it

Some say them ah playboy ah Playboy Rabbit

?Socialize? or get dropped like a bad 'abit

So nuh bodah pose tuff if you don't have it

Rastafari stands alone!

Welcome to Jamrock!

Welcome to Jamrock!

[Alicia] Up in the streets, they call it murrrrrr-derrrr!

Jamaica, Jamaicaaaa, yeah

Jamaica, Jamaicaaaa, yeah

Jamaica, Jamaicaaaa, yeah

Jamaica, Jamaica! (Chi-Town)

Chi-Town, Chi-Town, and we gets down

Chi-Town, Chi-Town, and we gets down

Chi-Town, Chi-Town, and we gets down

It's Chi-Town, gettin all down c'mon

New York, New YOOOO-OO-ORK (New York, NEW YOOOORK)

New York, New YOOOO-OO-ORK (New York, NEW YOOOORK)

New York, New YOOOO-OO-ORK (New York, NEW Yooork)

New York, New YOOOO-OO-ORK (Brook-lyn!)

Say wel-come to Jamrock...

A-wel-come to Jamrock...

Wel-come to Jamrock...

Up in the streets, they call it MURRRRR-DERRRRRRRRRRAH!!

YeeeeeeeeAAAAAAAAAhhhhhh!!! (BOK BOK BOK BOK!)

Damian Marley, ladies and gentlemen

Common Sense, Mos Def

WE LOVE YOU, and we thank you, for rockin wit us!

Much LOOOOVE to the people, eh-haha ha...

Hahaha...BROOKLYYYYYYYN...

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