Luyện nghe bài hát Oz Theme 2000

* in character Oz as "Supreme Allah"

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

[Kool G.
the street blocks, to c-blocks, sleep in a box
Creep with an ox, got beef in the shop, got with the cops
Sharp blade keep in the crotch, prison deep on the watch
Fifth stare people'll drop, if it ease not we peeping it pops
Even though they not a lot,
the plot ease drop, a cop
Come to shove meat in chops, flee the spot, sheets in a knot
Get tied from your to the top, you caught in the hall,
blood skeet with a mop
If you doing shift in the blood'll leak in the pot,
Just a game of sheep and the fox
Phone time, beef for your slot, the shit'll you weep in your coot
Mayors get messy y'all, nigga get up in the chest he fall
Pressed the wall, got the best of y'all,
stitch from to balls
cut flesh and all, stretched out unless you balled,
nothing at all
The life destiny wall, the Lord bless when he call,
Stand like a man or be a in core, heavier
come heavier from nigga to whore
Be a predator, in the morgue, a spread in the log

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

[Lord Jamar a.k.a Allah]
What do it take, try to escape
I got a homemade shank, wrap the handle with
move quick fast, I got a trick for your ass
Niggas in my clique stick dick to ass
So we don't give a fuck trying to make past
Here eat it up feed a nigga fine
Got house wine in the stash,
time the caf?serve swine yo I tell I pass
Do like Beecher did to and shit on your ass
You the feature I'm killing ya, hit on your ass
Supreme Allah said we got to kill
So when it's to kill, we got time to kill
In the yard with the when its time to build
And time is got to use my wills
See has changed every since they killed Adebisi
You never niggas might try to grease 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 like everybody innocent regardless of the
You face death, rape threats, and bets,
on who laced next
faceless never waste breathe
Blowing out the candles the wind already snuffed out
They up your body your mind could bust out
Police don't to get the dust out
They want your in the system,
My need to mention the penalty as legal lynching
People listen, they got teenagers up in the up
To fill the new facility built they need the crime up
Please, the war on drugs is really war on the
War on the people, war on the
The crimes rise,
the silent dies as cry through the night
fight for what's left and not what's right

(Chorus)

[Talib
Word is

{*Goes into a Augustus Hill on Oz