Luyện nghe bài hát The Other Cheek

(spoken):
The people dem seh dem a
and nah listen all along
So dem me to put it
In the of a song
Cause is like seh, betray we trust
So this is to all of you all of us

1
Providing no and
telling us the crime
Is beating a child
and him not to cry
With all the highways you a
and go
You never build a avenue
Fi di youths dem a buck,
a run amuck
tell me the fuck
You really a go happen
If dem earn a buck, gun a buss
and of us
really that shit to happen
Yow mistah, you me nah try fi dis ya
but everything no so ya
we jus a look a help, Prime Ministah

Do you me to turn
the cheek
taste my tears and defeat?
Do you expect me to when you speak?
You never practise what you preach
Do you me to still come
out and
No matter what
always broke
and the seh dem
of being poor
that the a chant
and the a roar

2
Even the richest man go
fi tek a stance when
them seh dem no safe
dem mansion
Is a way fi learn seh yuh
no secure
when the of the poor
come kick yuh door
The youths dem a get 2000
fi oonu cease
Instead of the symptoms
why don't you the disease?
You know things must get wicked
When your paycheck is
your speeding ticket
Mistah, you we nah try fi dis ya
But no so criss sah
we just a beg a little help, Ministah

Do you expect me to
the cheek
taste my and admit defeat?
Do you expect me to
when you
You never ever practice what you
Do you expect me to come
out and
No matter happens
we're broke
and the seh dem
tired of poor
the empress a chant
and the lion a

3:
Well we say, fi run and
it fi run bundle
Let it go a Rema, let it go dung a
a Garden need fi water
right to the dirt
last you touch a Maverly?
When last you go
better fire up the oven
oonu need fi start
and the Brook man dem need a slice a di cake
the man dem outa east dem ready fi
put the gun
A nuh war dem war
but the food run
Well Hall and Red Hills road,
you know dem have a little message fi
It like dis,
Mistah, yuh ego big
yuh think we a dis ya
But no so criss sah
we jus a look a little help, Ministah

Do you me to turn
the other
taste my tears and defeat?
Do you expect me to
you speak?
You never ever what you preach
Do you expect me to still
out and
No what happens
we're broke
and the seh dem
tired of being
the empress a chant
and the a roar