Luyện nghe bài hát Warning Warning

out my warning...
Now you people listen to me
Weep and wail the miseries
That are coming, up on you
riches have rotted away
And clothes have been eaten by moth
Your gold and silver is with rust
And this rust will be witness you
And eat up your flesh like
You have piled up riches in these last days
But heads a go down Sandy Gully one of these days
Heads a go roll down Gully that's what Marcus says

life here on earth have been filled with luxury and pleasure
You have made yourself fat for the day of
You've not paid the men work in your fields
The cries of those that your crops
reached the ears of Jah, Jah Almighty
Heads a go roll down Gully one of these days
Heads a go roll down Sandy Gully that's what Marcus

Dog up a Beverley Hills a eat steak an' drink cornflakes
While poor people in the ghetto a rake an' to get a cake

Be patient my brother be as a farmer is patient
As he waits for the autumn and the rains to water his crops
You also must be patient and keep your hopes up
Happy are those who greatest desire is to do what Jah Jah