Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Enemy Lines

Yo, little Khadejah pops is locked, he pop the lock
But prison ain't but a private stock
And she be dreamin' 'bout his date of release, she hate the
But loved by her who hugs and kisses her
Her a political prisoner, free Fred
Son of a Panther that the shot dead

Back in 12-4-1969, 4 o'clock in the mornin, it's but it's fine
Fred Hampton Jr., looks just like him
Walks just like him, just like him
And it might be frightenin', the and the snitches
See him the gang, brothers and sisters

So he had to be framed yo, you know how the go
18 years the 5-0 said so
They he set a fire to a Arab store
But he the minds of the young black and poor

enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates
Most of the youth never escape the jail
Super maximum will advance they game plan
To keep us in the hands of the man up

(Hello?)
Collect call from
(Where are you?)
Yo is crazy boo, I miss you
(Have you alright?)
Yo, can you put some money in my

Little Kenny been smokin' since he was 12
Now he 25 up wit a L
They call him triple K, he killed 3 niggas
Another ghetto got turned into a killa

His pops was a Vietnam veteran on
Used like a pawn by these white Americans
Mama couldn't handle the stress so crazy
Grandmama had to the baby

Just a boy, born to a life of poverty
Hustlin', robbery, whatever brung the paper
Carried the chrome like a man hold a cane
Tattoos all over his chest so you could his name

But y'all how the game go
Deez kicked in the front door and who they came for
A young nigga for the pen, coulda been, shoulda been
Never see the again

Behind enemy lines, my niggas is
Most of the youth never escape the jail
Super maximum camps will advance game plan
To us in the hands of the man locked up

Behind lines, my niggas is cellmates
Most of the youth never escape the jail
Super camps will advance they game plan
To us in the hands of the man locked up

Cuando yo llamo, t no me quieres escuchar
No he visto mis hijos, mi mujer, no me mandan
No tengo dinero, estoy aqu jodo en la crcel

You ain't gotta be locked up to be in
how we livin'
30,000 a day, up in the bing, standin' routine
put is in a box just like our life on the block
Behind enemy

You ain't gotta be up to be in prison
Look how we
30,000 a day, up in the bing, standin' routine
They put is in a box like our life on the block
enemy lines