Luyện nghe bài hát It Bun Me

Respect is going on aspect
a man in a prison 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 stand up behind the rail
It bun me, black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth up behind the rail

Hurt me fi see mi little brother in a
A 25 to life and 50 million dollar bill
Many time trying to escape and 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 beat him with the baton, him personal mail
Him could a graduate Harvard and graduate
But him mama have rebut it 'cause she know her son

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

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

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

It bun me fi see mi little in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up 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 free but you have fi pay fi
Every time light go they use the wood make fire
use up the country, hand up and shout

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

It bun me fi see mi brother 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 the youth stand up behind the

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

If you is a smuggler you carry a
You either 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 black man in a
Bun me fi see mi brethren behind the

Bun me fi see mi little brother in a
A 25 years to and 50 million dollar bill
Many time trying to escape and times 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, him personal mail
Him could a graduate Harvard, graduate
Him mama rebut it 'cause she know her son fail

It bun me fi see mi brother 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 the youth stand up the rail

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

Another man lick, yell help, we see or go
They hear beat, be and bib well of them no better
Right a now we a new brand prime minister
Want a little ghetto-youth with bright idea

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

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