Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Stone

(Chorus: Marley)
Stone was my pillow
Rock was my pillow
Rock was my pillow
I say, Rock Stone was my
Stone, was my pillow

(Verse 1: Capleton)
And a man say
R-R-Rock was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier and
When the dem a drum and di thing dem a beat
From dem a cowboy, and Indian, and Chief
From the first, to the third, straight up to seven
One thing in a wi mind a fi di beast
And make it in a life, and as the meek

Better the dem deh yah
Self employed, get lay off
Mount a work mi
Can't get a day off
Who did fi stop mi now dem find out seh dem way off
Alright, and mi seh one by one, one by one
One by one, wi out a babylon
one by one, one by one
Hail King Selassie the lion

(Chorus: Marley and Sizzla Kalonji)
Rock Stone was my
Rock was my pillow
Rock was my pillow
I say, Stone was my pillow
Kalonji
Rock Stone, was my (Stephen Ragga Marley, aha!)

(Verse 2: Kalonji)
us Jah
Take us the slum
give up no matter what, strictly fiyah burn
Hail Rasta, take us the slum
Never up matter what
King Selassie I blessing
is thing could be no harder time
Got to widen your views, got to broaden mind
we face in the ghetto, nowhere else can you find
Hunger, Poverty, a system so
As a matter a fact, there is an after
When the was my bed and my pillow was a rock
Try to make it through the system all the doors lock
Yet beats a try so I ain't go stop
Mount a time they write a on you
A set amount ah crap ah put on you
Yet yuh in the dirt they wouldn't look on you
They would only scorn and wanna the foot on yuh

So up, Zion door
Ethiopia, for sure
Liberate the poor, the poor,

Mi nah lie, true mi hail I dem wah fi war I
Read mi bible turn to and praise Tafari
Good bye Babylon goodbye,
Open up, zion
Zion Ethiopia for sure
Children of Israel, of Israel, ehh

(Chorus: Marley)
Rock Stone was my
Rock was my pillow
Rock was my pillow
I say, Stone was my pillow
Rock Stone, was my

(Verse 3: Marley)
me now
Jah man me cool, nuh stumble you
walk pon di street, me nuh gwaan for
arrive at the dance, di mic a mi
Eat pon table, sit stool
me black, me
me no black
and mi chest, mi spine and mi back
Wait til you hear, dis riddim drop
head yuh toe, yuh a rock, from me pon di mic
Steve Marley ah chat, firm and
Doh pon the lot
The peaceful, righteous,
Rod of correction, him hand
out to man and woman, give riches to King Solomon

Now, bass out, and treble a top
Cap an no buck, an nuh a no cap
Sweetest singer, was Sugar
Man a in and ah give me a shot
turn inna vampire bat
When him see sun, him cyah dat
Eyes dem dark, fi use
I pon the mic, Raggamuffin a
fi mi dread, me head it no plat
Nuh ah no mouse, nuh fraid ah no rat
Pray to Jah, me never stop
We hot no cold, wah nuh hot
Live in a house, no in a flat
Up inna Zion, di will top
Jah blow breeze, the devil

(Chorus: Marley)
Rock was my pillow
Stone was my pillow
I say, Rock Stone was my
Stone, was my pillow.