Luyện nghe bài hát It Bun Me

Respect is on tonight aspect
Ward a man in a prison for all the a
Can't judge a man before you walk a inna him shoes
Shags man say so, watch

It bun me fi see mi brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth up behind the rail
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail

Hurt me fi see mi brother in a jail
A 25 years to life and 50 million dollar
Many trying to escape and many times fail
And eat him bread that is stale and get him with gippo

Now the are in tears, the boy face look pale
Man them him with the baton, read him personal mail
Him could a Harvard and graduate Yale
But him mama have rebut it 'cause she her son fail

It bun me fi see mi brother in a
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth up behind the rail

Before you commit the crime, sure you can do the time
No bother pair no idiot 'cause them we drop dime
Bank book have fi in case you're off and bare the find
'Cause they will you in a prison away from mankind

Everyday you your face when you have no gal fi grain
Inna one big, dotty catch up and you're behind

It bun me fi see mi brethren in a jail
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the

Jamaica a the land of and water
The wood might a but you have fi pay fi water
Every time light go down they use the wood fire
Resources use up the country, hand up and

Another man lick, help, we neither see or go
hear beat, be and bib well none of them no better
Right a now we want a new brand prime
We want a little ghetto with some bright idea

It bun me fi see mi little in a jail
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail

and youths hitch up on the corner
Better you be a hustler than to be a
If you is a smuggler, you 'bout go kill all
Better you sell some stockist, up all gleaner

If you is a smuggler you a revolver
You either behind the bar or six foot

It bun me fi see mi little in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see mi behind the rail

Bun me fi see mi brother in a jail
A 25 years to life and 50 million bill
Many time trying to escape and many fail, me
Eat him bread is stale and get him lick with gippo

The tracks are in tears, the boy look pale
Them beat him with the baton, read him personal
Him could a graduate Harvard, Yale
Him mama have rebut it 'cause she her son fail

It bun me fi see mi little brother in a
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a
Bun me fi see the youth stand up the rail

Jamaica a the of wood and water
might a free but you have fi pay fi water
Every time light go down they use the wood make
Resources use up the country, up and shout

man lick, yell help, we neither see or go
They hear beat, be and bib well none of no better
Right a now we want a new brand prime
a little ghetto-youth with some bright idea

Want fi make the ghetto-people them start
Want fi make the ghetto-people them live better
Come take it from deh round mike a lecture
Put your hand inna the air and read the Script, Chaka

it bun me fi see mi brethren in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up the rail
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the