Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Stone

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

(Verse 1: Capleton)
And a man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi
Pot dem empty we haffi find fi eat
Everyday we by soldier and police
When the thing dem a 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 trample di
And make it in a life, and as the meek

Better the dem deh yah
Self employed, get lay off
Mount a mi have
even get a day off
Who did waan fi mi now dem find out seh dem way off
Alright, and mi seh one by one, one by one
One by one, wi stepping out a
one by one, one by one
Hail King Selassie the conquering

(Chorus: Marley and Sizzla Kalonji)
Rock was my pillow
Rock was my pillow
Rock Stone was my
I say, Stone was my pillow
Sizzla
Stone, was my pillow (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
give up matter what
King I blessing come
Sufferation is thing be no harder time
Got to widen your views, got to broaden mind
What we in the ghetto, nowhere else can you find
Hunger, Poverty, a system so
As a a fact, there is an after shock
the ground was my bed and my pillow was a rock
Try to make it through the all the doors were lock
Yet nothing a try so I ain't go stop
a time they write a book on you
A set amount ah they'd ah put on you
Yet when yuh in the dirt they look on you
They would scorn and wanna wipe the foot on yuh

So open up, door
Ethiopia, for sure
the poor, the poor, ehhh

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

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

(Verse 3: Marley)
me now
Jah man me cool, nuh stumble you
walk pon di street, me nuh for fool
arrive at the dance, di mic a mi
Eat pon table, sit stool
me black, me
me brown no
ribs and mi chest, mi and mi back
Wait til you hear, when dis 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
Preachin' out to man and woman, give riches to King

Now, bass come out, and a top
Cap an no buck, an nuh a no cap
singer, was Sugar Minott
Man a come in and ah give me a
turn inna vampire bat
When him see sun, him take dat
dem dark, fi use contact
I pon the mic, a chat
fi mi head dread, me it no plat
Nuh ah no mouse, nuh fraid ah no rat
Pray to Jah, me never will
We hot no cold, wah nuh hot
in a house, no live in a flat
Up inna Zion, di will top
Jah blow breeze, the cannot

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