Luyện nghe bài hát It Bun Me

Respect is on tonight aspect
Ward a man in a for all the a reason
judge a man before 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, another black man in a
Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the

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

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

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

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

Everyday you bark your face when you no gal fi grain
Inna one big, parlor 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, black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up the rail

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

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

It bun me fi see mi little 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 stand up behind the rail

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

If you is a smuggler you carry a
You behind the bar or six foot under

It bun me fi see mi brother 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 mi brethren the rail

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

The tracks are in tears, the boy face look
Them beat him the baton, read him personal mail
Him a graduate Harvard, graduate Yale
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 stand up behind the rail

a the land of wood and water
Wood a free but you have fi pay fi water
Every time light go down they use the make fire
use up the country, hand up and shout

Another man lick, yell help, we see or go
They hear beat, be and bib well none of them no
Right a now we want a new brand minister
a little ghetto-youth with some bright idea

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

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