Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ways

Just organize and my people
Because Babylon instilled malicious
And grudged my people, yuh know
Yuh see the dutty lifestyle, the Rastaman ah it

There's nothing in them
Of they create all around, ey
They criticize their own
Yet would catch at a straw if they were to drown, ey

They not from those
Scribes and who come around, ey
lurks in the corners
Skylarks in the streets, in the towns

They do positive
They find a joy people business their own, ey
Dance ah yard before yuh dance
The High Priest tell yuh dat and you dey

Galong, go, get good ways, grace
Haffi purge fi pass Zion
You haffi good ways, it give you long days
Nah no bribe from not a screw-face

Go get good ways, grace
Purge fi Zion Gate
You haffi have some ways, it give you long days
Aw, what do you Ah tell yuh now

They await downfall
Fi go and talk, yow
Well, dey greater joy, ah,
Yuh haffi go have ah knock he fi laugh, aayy

Babylon city, ah, go down
Propaganda whey spread
Becomes a dagger to heart, ey
Think say them a secret
The reveal it, say them ah wok witchcraft, ow

Say dem better,so ah close in
Contempt the youth whey they pass
man is equal
Rastafari say trod not on the ungodly

Galong, go get good ways, days
Purge fi pass Zion
What about your good
It give yuh length of

Yow, yow yuh
So yuh they taste
Yeah, wha',

Ey! once them
Ah chat them this, them that
Who slick who flop, ey
Them say mash through

And anything else whey fi
Ah be rubbish and trash, oy
Every day ah dat them
The same ting,them yet know when fi stop
up ah bad mind
Then ah wah make yuh want fi see yuh brother

Go and have good ways, true grace
Purge yuh pass Zion Gate
Go and have some good ways, mit give you days
Oh, now them

So they medicine taste
Good ways, days
Nah, let go King Selassie through no
Good ways, it yuh length of days

Nah take no bribe from no
have some good ways
It give yuh length of
Aw! this ah one ah true faith, ah yuh now

nothing in the system
That they create around
Oh, they criticize their own
Yet they would cyah a straw if they were to drown

Don't you see not much different
the Scribes and the
Pharisees who around, yow
They in the corners, skylarks in the streets