Luyện nghe bài hát It Bun Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everyday you bark your 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 black man in a
Bun me fi see the youth stand up the rail

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

man lick, yell help, we neither see or go
They hear beat, be and bib well of them no better
Right a now we a new brand prime minister
We a little ghetto youth with some bright idea

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

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

If you is a you carry a revolver
You either the bar or six foot under

It bun me fi see mi little brother in a
Bun me fi see the stand up behind the rail
It bun me, black 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 dollar
Many time trying to escape and times fail, me
Eat him bread that is and get him lick with gippo

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

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 up behind the rail

Jamaica a the of wood and water
Wood 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 none of them no better
Right a now we a new brand prime minister
Want a little ghetto-youth some bright idea

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

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