Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan a mess made
Damnation, let's hands and spades
without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black in with a fist out
From the "welcome home" to the out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a out
preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard call for [?] time
Sick, sick, sick eyes the nose pressure
Police snip, zip on the protesters
Six wives in the fry of a
Met him at a bar out in Odessa
Dirty needles all the old records
A hundred hoes, one and some old treasure
[?] use as a gold tester
rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and some old
Now he doing double life, she lead a double life
Man, he another wife
New might help a nigga bowl better
New might help a nigga hold together
Or the new lane lead em' to the same pen
And the hunger in em' to the same tin

Love is looking over various
And hate is habitually terror
[?] I just be collected when I call God damn
I wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

Getting slammed from the protest, no
Force fed him like OB with a nose
Visions say consult the yogi the gold shoes
With the going bowling for the old school
I need for the Michaels
That's a for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three and a cot, and some cops
Trying to find dinosaurs in the
It's all quiet in the
they ride in to find the empty cells out
They was for the swords, they was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the
in the library, looking at the law
10 deep, now I'm looking at the bar
Claim sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the
degenerate, they ain't looking at the game
They just looking at the scores, they be on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, a shank for some crank
Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the
AV got the kitchen on PC
Eminem on a mission, but got the prison
God got us all, God set us
God is the key, but the got the doors

Love is over various errors
And hate is accelerating terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God
I don't wanna be not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

Punching on the glass, stare at killer
Might him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the
Segregate niggas by and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around on a mop
They had to him out the cell with a SWAT Team
That's a cop team, they hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, flight
Like a on a string, like propellers on a wing
But they can't the key
made electric chairs for his dying days
Last meals, no for him to try and stay
On Row like Suge and the late Pac
Maybe he dig a tunnel out of A Block
And wear gloves for the gate top
Scared thugs going crazy in a box
at the world through the TV
And they gone, rapping beats from the tabletops
Ay! how it is in a police state
When your life is just a number and release
When you're so correctly
And let's hope how you're living when you're set free

Love is over various errors
And hate is habitually terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God
I don't be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

They they souls
sell they selves
They twelve, they old
Niggas old as
Old as jail, old as
so much salt, ain't no more salt on the shelves
You a prisoner too, you living too
You just like us, til' your get through
You could look like us, you know shit get
You be in cuffs like us, you should get strike 2
You should get life, you should get like woo!
You should get that twice! You get refused
The open road, that's no parole, and no
Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your can hold

You better these niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me
(I'd throw the keys)
You better these niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock niggas
rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me
(I'd throw the keys)

watch these niggas (en garde)

5th year the DOC
You can see CO see
opt his COP
3 hots and a
Lived in a town, his whole life
Never like [?]
Either at the prison, or it's no lights
In the system working with the
In the prison stripping niggas for
Got a malice, on the side of the bars
Watching niggas get smart, watching get strong
niggas get home, he jealous
But deep he jealous
With sweep down, he tell us
With peep down, he help us
Wrong one gon' knock his ass out
It's why he gotta lock all the out for
Warden told the boy he better down
Step back the brink and put the bomb down
But how the whole world in your palm
It's why they treat niggas shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your cause these niggas might snap![?]

You better watch niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key the coast guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)
You better watch niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me
(I'd throw the keys)

You better these niggas (en garde)