Luyện nghe bài hát Oz Theme 2000

* in character Oz as "Supreme Allah"

[Talib
For all my people who got someone locked down now
Fuck it, this for everyone locked right now, fuck it
me out, Lord Jamar, Talib Kweli, Kool G Rap

[Kool G.
From the blocks, to c-blocks, sleep in a box
Creep an ox, got beef in the shop, got beef with the cops
Sharp keep in the crotch, prison guards deep on the watch
Fifth stare people'll drop, if it ease not then we peeping it
Even though they not a lot,
the ease drop, greasing a cop
Come to shove meat in your chops, the spot, sheets in a knot
Get tied from your to the top, you caught in the hall,
make skeet with a mop
If you doing in the kitchen blood'll leak in the pot,
Just a game of sheep and the fox
Phone time, beef for your slot, the shit'll make you weep in your
Mayors get y'all, nigga get shanked up in the chest he fall
Pressed against the wall, got the of y'all,
stitch from to balls
Skin cut and all, stretched out unless you balled,
sexy at all
The life wall, hope the Lord bless when he call,
like a man or be a Debbie in core, heavier
they come from nigga to whore
Be a predator, dead in the morgue, a in the log

(Chorus 2X: Kweli)
In the prison, industrial
You got taxes, politics, jobs
stun it, cold blooded, dark and heartless
From the pyramids down to the

[Lord a.k.a Supreme Allah]
What do it take, try to escape
I got a shank, wrap the handle with tape
Better move fast, I got a trick for your ass
in my clique stick dick to your ass
So we don't give a fuck trying to time past
eat it up feed a nigga fine glass
Got jail wine in the stash,
Every time the caf?serve yo I tell I pass
Do like Beecher did to and shit on your ass
You the when I'm killing ya, hit on your ass
Supreme said we got time to kill
So when it's time to kill, we got time to
In the with the guards when its time to build
And time is got to use my wills
See shit has changed every since killed Adebisi
You never know niggas might try to me

(Chorus)

Kweli]
The image that we pro-ject is God
Time to reflect but the reflection is
Like sticking mirrors out the bars, seeing the guards
Seem everybody innocent regardless of the charge
You face death, rape threats, and bets,
on who laced next
Forever faceless waste breathe
Blowing out the that the wind already snuffed out
They locked up your body mind could bust out
Police sweep to get the dust out
want your name in the system,
My need to the death penalty as legal lynching
People listen, they got teenagers up in the up
To the new facility they built they need the crime up
Please, the war on drugs is really war on the
War on the people, war on the
The violent rise,
the silent as sirens cry through the night
People fight for what's left and not what's

(Chorus)

[Talib
is bond

{*Goes into a Augustus on Oz skit*}