Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom

Babylon yuh betta turn wi
God knows, wi loose, now
Sing along, a song
An guh a ting

Freedom, for some I am
Babylon, yuh pull di chain mi han
Mi still under yuh Babylon
God knows, freedom, for some I am
Oh Selassie I, calling
Man a sing a ting

From the day mi myself, man a born of mammal
yuh smart, dem sen yuh guh a Jamal
Teach yuh how fi gun and nuclear weapon
How fi spell politics and greet

Nowhere in the Bible, where those come from?
Dem wi name an class us as African
con is a short name for condemnation
I nuh 'bout di I, I a true Ethiopian

Christopher Columbus, 'bout him discover
Discover what when him spot the Indian
An a him tun an all enslave black man
Mussolini an him friend, dem tief the gold and all di

Who steal wi name, check the queen deh a England?
A she the pope and introduce Vatican
From Constantine, Julius and all John
Now dem reach Paul I wonder if dem want to

Queen Elizabeth, all she is a one
Well, mi guh too stress, me just a look a explanation
This is the from the black man

Freedom, for I am bawling
Babylon, yuh di chain from mi han
Mi still under yuh system
God knows, freedom, for some I am
Oh Selassie I, calling
Beenie Man a sing a

I say man a true needle, the dragon and eagle
Murda di wheh a defender of evil
Long time dem bwoi deh a black people
Have wi like a slave, chain and shackle

Now wi buss out muscle
Well, a time mi deh warn dem fi look to the east
Warning to the and the mark of the beast
Mek dem a suh like dem caan tun discease

Call on the Selassie wheh a blow all di
Weeping, wailing, nashing of
God judgment is only man see it
Constantine, inna him grave an all a grief
This is no Pelican Brief, my

Freedom, for I am bawling
Babylon, yuh pull di chain mi han
Mi still yuh Babylon system
God knows, freedom, for I am bawling
Oh I, Rastafarian calling
Beenie Man a a ting

People, well, unnuh clean out yuh ears an listen to mi
Yuh nuh hear 'bout di di ball head prophet
Word of Elijah, di man used to it
John di righteous man yet still wasn't a prophet

He could not be God, dem haffi tun him inna
This is the meaning of ma lyrics in these
Mandela an try it
Well, him never reach far, prison wall di man it

X try an a coppershot end it
All try and dem it an kill it
Marcus try a fi rice dem, sell it
we inna di music business can stop it
Follow Beenie Man and all it

Freedom, for some I am
Babylon, yuh pull di chain mi han
Mi still under yuh system
God knows, freedom, for I am bawling
Oh I, Rastafarian calling
Man a sing a ting