Luyện nghe bài hát How Much More

Now everyday another hitch up in a gutter
Now I man talk and I man
Can't say you fi try and help
The youth them make them get big,

Say how much more ghetto have fi suffer?
How much more without bread and butter?
How more body we a go discover
Have fi live every brother and we sister
Stop

Me say, Jah pan the land a so we a, so we die
Can't find the to the question why
Me say the sky is the limit, so you try the sky
Put trust in the God now, Jah, Rastafari, Selassie

Hear how me cry and me a bly
trouble you so why you want shoot the eye
Too much wicked man deh ya oh me oh my
Now it inna me heart when a siren a cry

How much more ghetto have fi suffer?
How more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go
fi live together every brother and we sister
Stop

Me say easy no youth, you fi shoot
Now you deh a prison a off, man flute
say you brut, you living like a coot
Jah, Jah send no life, pan no parachute

Bad company the I take the wrong route
Now you de the bar in a crisp stripe suit
And everyday another man a try pick dey
Now them have you pan them nosel like a new recruit

How much more youth have fi suffer?
How more live without bread and butter?
How more body we a go discover
Have fi live together every and we sister
suffer

Like a butter pon a of hot bread
A so blood run when a shot lick your head
Don't you it's better living than it is to be dead
And in the Bible it is and so it should be said

Thou shall not kill, neither blood must
And yet still you wouldn't full me up the lead
And tell me if conscience no burn you when you go a bed
And now you sleep, you de a think 'bout the dead

So how much ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much more live without and butter?
How much more body we a go
Have fi live together every and we sister
suffer

Life it rough the ghetto
me neighborhood a run like Soweto
Over the badness is you no let go
The other day them shot me bredrin in of Esso

Take away him with about twenty peso
After them shot him, dump him over there so
And all me a is like me never say so

How much more ghetto youth have fi
How more live without bread and butter?
How much body we a go discover
Have fi live together every brother and we
Stop

Me say, Jah pan the land a so we a, so we die
Can't the answer to the question why
Me say the sky is the limit, so you try the sky
Put your in the God now, Jah, Rastafari, Selassie

Hear how me cry and me a bly
trouble you so why you want shoot the eye
Too wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my
Now feel it inna me when a siren a cry

How much ghetto youth have fi suffer?
How much live without bread and butter?
How much more we a go discover
Have fi together every brother and we sister
Stop

Me say easy no youth, you fi shoot
Now you deh a prison a off, man flute
say you brut, you living like a coot
Jah, Jah never send no life, pan no

Bad company make the I take the route
Now you de the bar in a crisp stripe suit
And another man a try pick dey fruit
Now them have you pan them nosel like a brand new

How much more ghetto have fi suffer?
How much live without bread and butter?
How much more we a go discover
Have fi live together every and we sister
Stop

Like a butter pon a piece of hot
A so your blood run when a shot your head
Don't you think it's better than it is to be dead
And in the it is written and so it should be said

Thou shall not kill, neither must shed
And yet still you wouldn't mind full me up the
And tell me if conscience no burn you when you go a bed
And now you can't sleep, you de a 'bout the dead

And how much more youth have fi suffer?
How more live without bread and butter?
How much more body we a go
Have fi live together brother