Luyện nghe bài hát It Bun Me

Respect is going on tonight
a man in a prison for all the a reason
Can't judge a man before you walk a mile 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 youth up behind the rail

Hurt me fi see mi little in a jail
A 25 years to life and 50 million dollar
Many time 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 face look
Man them him with the baton, read him personal mail
Him could a Harvard and graduate Yale
But him mama have rebut it she know her son fail

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 the rail

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

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

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

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

Another man lick, 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 minister
We want a little ghetto youth with bright idea

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

Youths and youths up on the corner
Better you be a hustler than to be a
If you is a smuggler, you 'bout go all danger
you sell some 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 little 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 mi behind the rail

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

The are in tears, the boy face look pale
Them beat him with the baton, read him mail
Him could a graduate Harvard, Yale
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 the rail
It bun me, another man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth stand up 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 wood fire
Resources use up the country, hand up and

Another man lick, yell help, we see or go
hear beat, be and bib well none of them no better
Right a now we want a new prime minister
Want a little with some bright idea

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

'Cause it bun me fi see mi brethren 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 up behind the rail