shaggy it bun me şarkı sözleri
"It Bun Me"Respect is going on tonight aspectWard a man in a prison for all the a reasonCan't judge a man before you walk a mile inna him shoesShags man say soWatch thisIt bun me fi see mi little brother in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railHurt me fi see mi little brother in a jailA 25 years to life and 50 million dollar billMany time trying to escape and many times failAnd eat him bread that is stale and get him lick with gippoNow the tracks are in tears, the boy face look paleMan them beat him with the baton, read him personal mailHim could a graduate Harvard and graduate YaleBut him muma have rebut it 'cause she know her son failIt bun me fi see mi brother in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railBefore youCommit the crime make sure you can do the timeNo bother pair with no idiot 'cause them we drop dimeBank book have fi find in case you're off and bare the find'Cause they will lock you in a prisonAway from mankindEveryday you bark your face when you have no gal fi grainInna one big, dotty parlour catch up and you're behindIt bun me fi see mi little brethrin in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railJamaica a the land of wood and waterThe wood might a free but you have fi pay fi waterEverytime light go down they use the wood make fireRessources use up the countryHand up and shoutAnother man lick, yell help, we neither see or goThey here beat, be and bib well none of them no betterRight a now we want a new brand prime ministerWe want a little ghetto youth with some bright ideaIt bun me fi see mi little brother in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railYouths and youths hitch up on the cornerBetter you be a hustler than to be a smugglerIf you is a smuggler you 'bout go kill all dangerBetter you sell some stockist, cough up all gleanerIf you is a smuggler you carry a revolverYou either behind the bar or six foot underIt bun me fi see mi little brother in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see mi brethrin behind the railBun me fi see mi little brother in a jailA 25 years to life and 50 million dollar billMany time trying to escape and many times fail(ME)Eat him bread that is stale and get him lick with gippoThe tracks are in tears, the boy face look paleThem beat him with the baton, read him personal mailHim could a graduate Harvard, graduate YaleHim muma have rebut it 'cause she know her son failIt bun me fi see mi little brother in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railJamaica a the land of wood and waterWood might a free but you have fi pay fi waterEverytime light go down they use the wood make fireResources use up the countryHand up and shoutAnother man lick, yell help, we neither see or goThey here beat, be and bib well none of them no betterRight a now we want a new brand prime ministerWant a little ghetto-youth with some bright ideaWant fi make the ghetto-people them start prosperWant fi make the ghetto-people them start live betterCome take it from Shaggy deh round mike a lecturePut your hand inna the air and read the Holy ScriptChaka'Cause it bun me fi see mi brethrin in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the railIt bun me, another black man in a jailBun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
