Love It or Leave It Alone/Welcome to Jamrock (Unplugged Live at the Brooklyn Academy of Music, Brooklyn, NY - July 2005)
Alicia Keys"Love It or Leave It Alone/Welcome to Jamrock (Unplugged Live at the Brooklyn Academy of Music, Brooklyn, NY - July 2005)" is a song by Alicia Keys, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 6:34 long and contains 145 lines and 975 words.
0:00C'mon
0:02Yes yes yes
0:04Uh a-yes yes y'all
0:05Freak freak y'all
0:07A-freak freak y'all
0:08Freak freak y'all fifteen
0:11Oh a-yes yes y'all
0:13Put them hands in the air y'all
0:15Now put them hands in the air y'all
0:16Waddup Brooklyn
0:17And just clap your hands y'all y'all
0:20A-freak freak y'all and ya don't stop
0:22A-to the beat y'all and ya don't stop
0:24A-freak freak y'all and ya don't stop
0:27A-freak freak
0:29Yo mad love for the culture
0:31Since the days of Adidas and hip-hop posters
0:34Now I host with Mos and just to boast to brag
0:37A bit about it 'cause I can't live without it
0:39Seen her on the streets when I was like ten
0:42Expressions of the Latin and young black man
0:44From backspins to backyards we rap harder
0:47People that lack jobs now we black stars
0:49Gift from God they said we must be crazy
0:52Now they sayin' "Common Nas Ye and Jay-Z"
0:54Leaders of tomorrow follow the steps of
0:56Africans rap in the ghettos makin' express love
0:59Yo we bring the light we do it tonight
1:01Alicia Keys and Mos Def bring it right
1:04We come down and bam and rock who I am
1:06Com Sense yo I'm wit the fam yo
1:09You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:11You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:13You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:15You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:18You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:20You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:23You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:25You gotta love it or leave it alone
1:28Yo peep it out while I tell you like this
1:31A fresh to the soil be sure you don't miss
1:33It's the truth for ya true feature
1:35I could go on for days about it screamin' "Alicia"
1:38Walkin' down the block with brother Com Sense
1:40Comrade Com Sense so what the heck so I
1:43Show this fresh girl that you always sure
1:45Before and then my heart should be adored and
1:48Can't front and never ignore
1:50It's Aquarius love and highly secure
1:53Daje Mahal and really gettin' in
1:55And fantasize of my life for a one or two winners
1:57And my man Com Sense just stopped and said
2:00"Yo stop frontin' and use your head"
2:02A-said "Yo stop frontin' and use your head"
2:04A-said "Yo stop frontin' and use your soul"
2:07You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:09You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:11You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:14You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:16You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:19You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:21You gotta love it or leave it alone
2:24You gotta
2:27Right about now
2:28I wanna thank everybody for comin' out and rockin' with me tonight
2:32I wanna give a big-up to my man Mos Def
2:36My man Common Sense my man Krucial
2:40My man Ills the whole M.B.K. fam
2:43The whole Krucial Keys fam and MTV
2:46And everybody out there say "Yeah"
2:49Yeah
2:51Said everybody out there say "Yeah"
2:54Yeah
2:55C'mon and alright
2:56I need y'all to give it up for Pablo on percussion
2:59For Paul John on drums
3:01Onree Gill on M.D
3:04For Anaysha Sara Jermaine and Denise on backgrounds
3:10Steve on the bass oh
3:13Artie on the guitar
3:15Jeff's on the horns
3:17Aye yeah yeah
3:19And the string quartets Ray Chew and the crews
3:22Uh uh you know
3:24You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:27You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:29You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:31You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:34You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:36You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:41You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:44You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:46You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:48You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:51You gotta love it or leave it alone
3:53You gotta love it
4:02Oh oh oh
4:04I wanna bring Damian Marley to the spot
4:07Up in the streets they call it murder
4:11Welcome to Jamrock camp where the thugs dem camp at
4:15Two pound ah weed inna van back
4:17It inna your hand bag your knapsack it inna your backpack
4:20The smell ah give your girlfriend con
4:22Some bwoy nuh notice dem only come around like tourist
4:26On the beach with a few club sodas
4:28Bedtime stories pose like dem name Chuck Norris
4:32Don't know the real hardcore
4:34Sandals ah no back too the thugs dem will do when dem got to
4:38And won't think twice to shot you
4:40Don't make dem spot you unless you carry guns a lot too
4:43A bare tuff tings come at you when
4:46New York man stop laugh and block-off traffic
4:49Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
4:52With the pin file dung an it ah beat drop it
4:55Police come inna Jeep and dem can't stop it
4:57Some say them ah playboy ah Playboy Rabbit
5:00Some selektah get dropped like a bad habit
5:03So nuh bodah pose tuff if you don't have it
5:06Rastafari stands alone
5:08Welcome to Jamrock
5:14Welcome to Jamrock
5:16Up in the streets they call it murder
5:20Jamaica Jamaicaaaa yeah
5:23Jamaica Jamaicaaaa yeah
5:26Jamaica Jamaicaaaa yeah
5:29Jamaica Jamaica
5:31Chi-Town
5:32Chi-Town Chi-Town and we gets down
5:35Chi-Town Chi-Town and we gets down
5:38Chi-Town Chi-Town and we gets down
5:41It's Chi-Town gettin' all down c'mon
5:44New York New York
5:46New York New York
5:49New York New York
5:52New York New York
5:55Say wel-come to Jamrock
6:00A-wel-come to Jamrock
6:06A-wel-come to Jamrock
6:08Up in the streets they call it murder
6:14Yeah
6:18Damian Marley ladies and gentlemen
6:20Common Sense Mos Def
6:23We love you and we thank you for rockin' wit' us
6:27Much love to the people
6:34Brooklyn
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 Oh a-yes yes y'all Put them hands in the air y'all Now put them hands in the air y'all Waddup Brooklyn And just clap your hands y'all 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-freak freak 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 can't live without it Seen her on the streets when I was like ten Expressions of the Latin and young black man From backspins to backyards we rap harder People that lack jobs now we black stars Gift from God they said we must be crazy Now they sayin' "Common Nas Ye and Jay-Z" Leaders of tomorrow follow the steps of Africans rap in the ghettos makin' express love 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 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 Yo peep it out while I tell you like this A fresh to the soil be sure you don't miss It's the truth 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 Can't front and never 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 soul" 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 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 there say "Yeah" Yeah Said everybody out there say "Yeah" Yeah 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 For Anaysha Sara Jermaine and Denise on backgrounds Steve on the bass oh Artie on the guitar Jeff's on the horns Aye yeah yeah And the string quartets Ray Chew and the crews Uh uh you know 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 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 Oh oh oh I wanna bring Damian Marley to the spot Up 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 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 Sandals ah no back too 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 block-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 Some selektah 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 Up in the streets they call it murder 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 York New York New York New York New York New York New York Say wel-come to Jamrock A-wel-come to Jamrock A-wel-come to Jamrock Up in the streets they call it murder Yeah Damian Marley ladies and gentlemen Common Sense Mos Def We love you and we thank you for rockin' wit' us Much love to the people Brooklyn
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