Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Pon Rome

Black people get weary,
Dem tek off the shackles an we,
But we under mental slavery,
Unno sing with the posse

pon Rome,
Fi Pope an him scissors an comb,
Black people waan go
A Mount a di righteous throne

1. is my question to Issa and the one Matalon
How unno get fi own so much black people
After dem slave, achieve inna hand
out greater Portmore, Braeton
One room build a sell fi one million
Dem dey studio house nuh a hundred gran
Thrue mi a lick out dem waa mi keep
But mi a bun fi di one Butch Stewart
Who buy out di plane an all di
Thrue mi nuh Jamaica, love fi tan
Mi haffi bun fire fi the one Naree
Everybody how downtown a fi di poor man
How dem claims it an sey a to dem it
No more hustling, dat no food inna hand
one help wi is the Almighty One
Jamaicans sing mi song

2. My Lord, talk jus listen,
Mi bun fire fi P.J. Patterson
Him mek certain an wi nuh too certain
How black youth behind iron curtain
Thrue mi naw go trod inna order
Mi bun fire fi one name Seaga
Everyday cost a get harder
Have more seller than buyer
Oh my Lord , what a

3. So things politician have stolen
Still them with the one Bruce Golding
Saying a brand new dem forming
But a part dem a we with dem politics meeting
Out A politics poor people get them
Look who dem have a tun metropolitan
Fi tek yuh hustling out a yuh
yuh look pon dem face a yuh own black man
Well out of the di poor people send mi
Fi look what a gwaan and disagree
is the benefit of GCT?
It you but it never fit me.

GCT => General Tax