Luyện nghe bài hát Two Sevens Clash

Wat a liiv an
the two sevens clash
Wat a an bambaie
When the two sevens

My good old prophet Marcus prophesize, say
"St. Jago de la and Kingston is gonna read"
And I can see with mine own
It's only a housing that divide

Wat a liiv an bambaie, it
When the two clash
Wat a an bambaie
When the two clash

Look up a cotton out by Ferry police station
How it used to be
And it has been by lightning,
and thunder, I say, what?

Wat a an bambaie
When the two sevens - it dread
Wat a an bambaie
When the two clash

I take a ride
On Overland and Bronx
And I ride on bus X-82, say what?

Wat a liiv an
When the two clash
Wat a an bambaie
When the two sevens

Marcus Garvey was inside of Spanish district Prison
And when they were about to him out
He prophesied and
"As I have through this gate"

"No other prisoner enter and get through"
And so it is now
The has been locked, so what?

Wat a an bambaie
When the two sevens clash, it
Wat a an bambaie
the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter

Wat a liiv an
When the two clash, a man a go feel it
Wat a an bambaie
When the two sevens clash, you do right