Luyện nghe bài hát Letter to the Editor

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Letter to the
Pocket full a
empty bellies
Poverty and
And political
But who the a lobby for
me for votes
Pretend a mi yuh for
Then win and its a
I'm sick of trick or treaters in costumes like dem as
Charismatic public
False prophets and fake
perfect grammar scammer
Scamming us for
of tv camera with an innocent approach
Nuh mo lies and
Bun
Try nuh ask please when a squeeze and yuh pan yuh
or else says the minister Farakhan
Suh me stand up a Gordon
Wid my Glock me hand
If I take it literally, it geez I'm kinda sorry
But smaddy Fi answer
Gimmi Di microphone and Mek mi rep di paying recompense for money spent to feed the governments
Yo! Gimmi Di microphone get the people riled up too much fuckery Piled up get di dem oiled up
Parallel universes in the Ol' hemisphere
they don't care with dem nose up in the air

Cause our dem metaphoric
We talk Di truth and mek Di youths dem for it
I'm a fighter, yeah
If you agree put up yuh lighter,

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Mek the stench from ghetto fences dem residences extend up through the trenches up to where the presidents is
Karma pan Di ones and twos yes it the tables
Had enough a you with your and fables
Jamaican bad gal queen and
Neva quick Fi start a war but shoot whenever
Product of the inner
Where me come it nuh pretty
Survive the gritty
Ain't taking pity
kinda sticky
In New Cali and philly
A di same a gwaan in a Kingston

Cause our bombs dem
We talk Di truth and mek Di dem better for it
I'm a fighter, yeah
If you put up yuh lighter, yeah