Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom

Babylon yuh betta turn wi
God knows, wi loose, now
Sing along, a little
An guh a ting

Freedom, for some I am
Babylon, yuh pull di chain mi han
Mi still under yuh Babylon
God knows, freedom, for some I am
Oh I, Rastafarian calling
Man a sing a ting

From the day mi myself, man a born of mammal
Although yuh smart, dem sen yuh guh a
Teach yuh how fi spell gun and nuclear
How fi spell politics and greet

Nowhere in the Bible, where words come from?
Dem restore wi name an us as African
When con is a short for condemnation
I nuh 'bout di I, I a true Ethiopian

Christopher Columbus, 'bout him discover
Discover when him come spot the Indian
An a him tun roun an all enslave man
Mussolini an him friend, dem tief the gold and all di

Who steal wi name, check the queen deh a England?
A she the pope and introduce Vatican
From Constantine, Julius and all Pope
Now dem reach Paul I wonder if dem want to

Queen Elizabeth, all she is a one
Well, mi naah guh too stress, me just a a explanation
This is the word the black man

Freedom, for some I am
Babylon, yuh di chain from mi han
Mi still yuh Babylon system
God knows, freedom, for some I am
Oh Selassie I, Rastafarian
Beenie Man a sing a

I say man a true needle, kill the dragon and
Murda di wheh a defender of evil
Long time dem bwoi deh a black people
Have wi like a slave, under and shackle

Now wi buss out muscle
Well, a long time mi deh dem fi look to the east
Warning to the dragon and the of the beast
Mek dem a suh like dem caan tun discease

Call on the Selassie wheh a blow all di
Weeping, wailing, of teeth
God judgment is certain man see it
Pope Constantine, him grave an all a grief
This is no Pelican Brief, my

Freedom, for I am bawling
Babylon, yuh pull di from mi han
Mi still under yuh Babylon
God knows, freedom, for I am bawling
Oh I, Rastafarian calling
Man a sing a ting

People, well, unnuh out yuh ears an listen to mi lyrics
Yuh nuh hear 'bout di Lieshah di ball prophet
Word of Elijah, di man to spread it
John di righteous man yet still wasn't a prophet

He not be God, dem haffi tun him inna baptist
This is the meaning of ma lyrics in times
Mandela an try it
Well, him reach far, prison wall di man face it

Malcolm X try an a end it
All try and dem it an kill it
Marcus Garvey try a fi dem, sell it
Only we inna di music can stop it
Beenie Man and all live it

Freedom, for some I am
Babylon, yuh pull di chain mi han
Mi still under yuh Babylon
God knows, freedom, for I am bawling
Oh I, Rastafarian calling
Beenie Man a a ting