Luyện nghe bài hát The Other Cheek

(spoken):
The dem seh dem a talk
and nobody nah 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
all the highways you a build
and go
You never a little avenue
Fi di youths dem a buck,
a run amuck
tell me what the
You think a go happen
If dem earn a buck, gun a buss
and of us
really want shit to happen
Yow mistah, you me nah try fi dis ya
but no so criss ya
we jus a look a little help, Prime

Do you expect me to
the cheek
taste my and admit defeat?
Do you expect me to listen you speak?
You never ever what you preach
Do you expect me to come
out and
No matter happens
always broke
and the seh dem
of being poor
that the a chant
and the lion a

2
Even the richest man go
learn fi tek a when
them realize seh dem no
inna dem
Is a tough way fi seh yuh
no secure
when the problems of the
come kick yuh door
The youths dem a get guns
fi everyone cease
of treating the symptoms
why don't you the disease?
You things must really get wicked
When your is less
than your ticket
Mistah, you we nah try fi dis ya
But no so criss sah
we just a beg a help, Prime Ministah

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

3:
Well we say, fi run and
it fi run bundle
Let it go a Rema, let it go dung a
Dung a Garden fi water
down to the dirt
When you touch a Maverly?
When you go Kirk?
Oonu better up the oven
oonu need fi start
and the Brook Valley man dem a slice a di cake
the man dem outa east dem ready fi
put the gun
A nuh war dem war
but the haffi run
Well White and Red Hills road,
you dem have a little message fi disclose
It like dis,
Mistah, yuh ego big
yuh mighta we a dis ya
But everything no so sah
we jus a look a little help, Prime

Do you expect me to
the cheek
taste my and admit defeat?
Do you me to listen
you speak?
You never practice what you preach
Do you me to still come
out and
No matter what
we're broke
and the seh dem
tired of being
that the a chant
and the a roar