Shaggy - It Bun Me lyrics

Respect is going on tonight aspect
Ward a man in a prison for all the a reason
Can't judge a man before you walk
A mile inna him shoes shags man say so
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It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail

Hurt me fi see mi little brother in a jail
A 25 years to life and 50 million dollar bill
Many time trying to escape
And many times fail
And eat him bread that is stale
And get him lick with gippo
Now the tracks are in tears
The boy face look pale


Man them beat him with the baton
Read him personal mail
Him could a graduate Harvard
And graduate Yale
But him muma have rebut it 'cause
She know her son fail

It bun me fi see mi brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail

Before you commit the crime make sure you
Can do the time no bother pair with no idiot
'cause them we drop dime
Bank book have fi find in case
You're off and bare the find
'Cause they will lock you in a prison
Away from mankind
Everyday you bark your face when you
Have no gal fi grain inna one big
Dotty parlour catch up and you're behind

It bun me fi see mi little brethrin in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail

Jamaica a the land of wood and water
The wood might a free but you
Have fi pay fi water
Everytime light go down they use
The wood make fire
Ressources use up the country
Hand up and shout
Another man lick, yell help
We neither see or go they here beat
Be and bib well none of them no better
Right a now we want a
New brand prime minister
We want a little ghetto youth
With some bright idea

It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail

Youths and youths hitch up on the corner
Better you be a hustler than to be a smuggler
If you is a smuggler you
'bout go kill all danger
Better you sell some stockist
Cough up all gleaner
If you is a smuggler you carry a revolver
You either behind the bar or six foot under

It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see mi brethrin behind the rail

Bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
A 25 years to life and 50 million dollar bill
Many time trying to escape
And many times fail (ME)
Eat him bread that is stale and
Get him lick with gippo
The tracks are in tears
The boy face look pale
Them beat him with the baton
Read him personal mail
Him could a graduate Harvard, graduate Yale
Him muma have rebut it 'cause
She know her son fail

It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail

Jamaica a the land of wood and water
Wood might a free but you
Have fi pay fi water
Everytime light go down they use
The wood make fire
Resources use up the country
Hand up and shout
Another man lick, yell help
We neither see or go they here beat
Be and bib well none of them no better
Right a now we want a
New brand prime minister
Want a little ghetto youth
With some bright idea
Want fi make the ghetto-people
Them start prosper
Want fi make the ghetto-people
Them start live better
Come take it from Shaggy deh
Round mike a lecture
Put your hand inna the air
And read the Holy Script chaka

'Cause it bun me fi see mi brethrin in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail
It bun me, another black man in a jail
Bun me fi see the youth
Stand up behind the rail