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  Watch this    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