Love it or leave it alone Alicia keys ft common, mos def and Damian Marley Love it or leave it aloneÂ¦ welcome to jamrock Come on! ohoh ohoh ohoh ohoh Yes yes yes Freak freak you'll Put 'em hands in the air, you'll! and just clap yo hands What up Brooklyn! Freak freak you'll and you don't stop or to the beat you'll
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 or bet about it Cause I can't live without it Seen her on the streets when I was like ten Especially's of a lagged and young black man Do back spins in back yards coz we rap harder People to likes us now we black stars Gift from god They said we must be crazy Now they saying common, Nasir and Jay-Z Leaders of tomorrow Follow the steps of Africa's rap in the ghettos making 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 Common sense, yo! I rip the band, yo!
[Chorus] 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 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
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 screaming, "Alicia" Walking down the block with brother common sense Call grand common sense So what the heck so I Show this fresh girl that you always sure Before and then my heart should be adored and Can't front Another ignore it's aquariums love and highly secure Daje mahal And really getting in and fantasize of my life for a one or two winners And my man common sense just stopped and said "yo stop frontin' and use your head! Yo stop frontin' and use your head! Yo stop frontin' and use your fucking head"
Welcome to jamrock Camp where di thugs dem camp at Two pounds a weed inna van back It inna yuh hand bag Yuh knapsack it inna yuh backpack The smell a give yuh girlfriend contact Some boy nuh notice Dem only come around like tourist On the beach wit' a few club sodas Bedtime stories Pose like they name chuck norris Don't know da real hardcore Sandals a now back to Di thugs dem weh do what they got do And won't think twice to shot you Don't make them spot you Unless you carry guns a lot too A pure tough tings come at you When new york man stop laugh and block off traffic Den dem reel and pop off and dem start clap it When di pin file dung and it a beat drop it Police come inna jeep and dem can't stop it Some seh dem a playboy or playboy rabbit Schwarzenegger get drop like a bad habit So nah bodda pose off if yuh don't have it Rastafari stands alone
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