Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ways

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

There's in them system
Of which they all around, ey
They criticize own Idren
Yet they would catch at a straw if they to drown, ey

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

They do positive
They a joy making people business their own, ey
Dance ah before yuh dance abroad
The High tell yuh dat and you dey frown

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

Go get good ways, good
Purge fi pass Gate
You have some good ways, it give you long days
Aw, do you say? Ah tell yuh now

They await your
Fi go and talk, yow
Well, dey joy, ah, commission
Yuh haffi go have ah knock he jawbone fi laugh,

When Babylon city, ah, go
whey they spread
Becomes a to them heart, ey
Think say them have a
The reveal it, say them ah wok witchcraft, ow

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

Galong, go get good ways, days
Purge fi Zion Gate
What your good ways?
It yuh length of days

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

Ey! once know
Ah chat 'bout them this, them
Who from who flop, ey
Them say mash through

And else whey fi come
Ah mus' be and trash, oy
day ah dat them practice
The same ting,them never yet when fi stop
up ah bad mind
Then ah wah yuh want fi see yuh brother drown

Go and some good ways, true grace
Purge before yuh pass Gate
Go and have some ways, mit give you long days
Oh, now taste

So they they taste
Good ways, days
Nah, let go Selassie through no screw-face
Good ways, it give yuh of days

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

nothing in the system
That they have create
Oh, they criticize own high-trine
Yet would cyah touch a straw if they were to drown

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