Luyện nghe bài hát Rudeboy Pledge

The road to success is not straight, a curve called failure
A loop called confusion, speed called friends
And red light called enemies, caution signs called
And flat tires called jacks but if you have a spare called

And an called perseverance, with insurance called faith
And the drive to it, you'll reach a place called success
Can you hear me? Dat one yah a fi di youth dem
Yo, star this a murder, man, a youth fi life, yo

I cannot where I come from
No 'mount of money can't man, still blaze di skunk
But some leave di get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my 'cause I don't worship money
That's not what counts, or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama pon di hill

I've been through struggles and
I mon survive it with few scars
Nuff man dead some behind bars
So right now real ghetto yutes don't fear cars

stage, it's knowledge
Eye bloody up from di and college
But when di whole a we one sausage
Serve a now and then mi haffi send a package
Weh seh

I cannot forget I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, still di skunk
But leave di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I worship money
That's not what counts, kill or be
Somehow I to buy mama house pon di hill

Some man mek it and a live life
And don't recall di days when we walk wid
A simple bring strife
man a diss dem baby, modda fi dem Uptown wife

Dem a front but he a out
See dem inna di club and cash all about
And like thug when in fact dem a scout
Nuff a dem neva look back dem and sell out but

I cannot forget where I come
No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di
But some leave di ghetto get and turn punk
But I forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money
That's not what counts, or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama pon di hill

Yo, I was small and growin' up
If we cook than fall is up
left town since Dennis blown up
Now him have and nah memba him friend

But di odda day him get back on di old
Broad like round 12 o'clock
And pon di corna wid dem likkle fake act
And from dem tun millionaire and neva nuttin back, but

I cannot where I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di
But some leave di get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots I don't worship money
That's not what counts, kill or be
Somehow I have to buy mama house pon di