Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid make a mess made
Damnation, let's hands and spades
That's without, a and a sit-out
Afro-Black in with a fist out
the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a out
preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times call for [?]
Sick, sick, sick eyes the nose pressure
snip, zip ties on the protesters
Six in the fry of a molester
Met him at a caviar bar out in
needles breaking all the old records
A hoes, one shovel and some old treasure
[?] use thief as a tester
Finger rolls, finger waves, full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some weather
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing life, while she lead a double life
Man, he need wife
New approach might help a nigga better
New might help a nigga hold together
Or will the new lane lead em' to the pen
And the hunger in em' to the same tin

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

slammed from the protest, no food
Force fed him like OB a nose tube
Visions say consult the with the gold shoes
the Rollie going bowling for the old school
I need more for the
That's a loss for the class, and a for the rifles
Three hots and a cot, and some
Trying to find dinosaurs in the
It's all in the jail-house
Then ride in to find the empty cells out
was looking for the swords, they was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
in the library, looking at the law
10 years deep, now I'm at the bar
Claim sovereignty, because I'm with the morons
They degenerate, they looking at the game
just looking at the scores, they be putting on my books
Cause I'm at the stars, trade a shank for some crank
Now I'm at a war, BGF got the yard
AV got the snitches 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

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

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

is looking over various errors
And is habitually accelerating 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
Sold so much salt, ain't no more salt on the
You a too, you living here too
You just like us, til' your get through
You could look like us, you shit get through
You should be in like us, you should get strike 2
You should get like life, you should get woo!
You should get that twice! You get refused
The open road, no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, your folks 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 just box these niggas and away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast 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 just box these niggas and throw the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me
(I'd away the keys)

Better watch niggas (en garde)

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

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

You better these niggas (en garde)