Luyện nghe bài hát Khaki Suit

Yeah!
Yes mi lion a mi Jr. Gong
Mi DJ, dread
ya

Well a me Jr.Gong
Me seh look how mi tall
Who nuh me from dem see me
Me a top-a-nor
See Clarky and khaki suit
You me go a Calabar
Well pitty dem nuh know seh every is a star
quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk
Fi get hit you fit equipped fi spit a fire ball
City fit mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small
Every itty little bitty drip none nuh left at all
Go tell lip Philip fi mine how him a talk
No pity like yosemite sam when time we a war
And dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better wi' car
And keep a distance no sa ka man will full face a scar
You go run fi the man dem but a we and dem a par and
You run fi the man dem but a we and dem a par
And you run fi the man dem but a we and dem a par
We a bun' ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar.

Watch ya
Flash it, flash it,
Bim!

And politican a drive dem car tell dem nuh steer over here
When dem touch pon the ends you only hear seh war declare
Man clap inna town and man a clap it inna
and whole heap a skull a and then whole heap a flesh tear
Wait! Some man a run down grammy fi di fi the year
And a weh mek poor people live it inna fear
One shirt deh pon dem back and dem nuh have nothing fi wear
And man one desert a and still cannot afford a pair
find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair
And the bulla price a and it nuh dearer than the pear
An' a so mi get fi know seh a government nuh care
'Cause the money them a share, a a Guiness, crate a beer
Cannot pay your little pickney fee come to end a year
the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare
Rastafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can
Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem

a mercy! Flash it, Flash it, Flash it, dreadlocks
Flash it, it, Flash it
Bim!

Warlord and Jr. Gong, when yuh dat tune yah bomb
Haffi in numba one, yuh can assume dat is di bomb
Fi di gold and fi di yak cau man fi tun
Like and Julian, Rasta dem nuh cooleyman
Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi di man
But dem waan fi gi we jumped, and dem war dem man
I an I a nuh fool mi try to school di man
How dem fi try to di don
Dem seh Bounty is di in di eye of di beholder
Compare him to Hitler and iyah yuh
Seh dem a high roller dem a stroller
Seh dat there cold, but Jr. colda.. cross, angry.

Lord a mercy! a mercy!

Mi muma mi mi muma mi muma,
bella, bella, bella, bella oy!
Jah know seh she roam in wid of papa,
bella, bella, bella, bella oy!
Mi have one big sista and dem kill mi bredda
Hey! Dem seh dat yuh must fight black
Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi
Hey! Di bwoy deh a come Bulava