Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan make a mess
Damnation, let's play and spades
without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in a fist out
From the "welcome home" to the out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a out
Preacher preaching to a faggot with his out
Hard times for [?] time
Sick, sick, eyes from the nose pressure
Police snip, zip ties on the
Six in the fry of a molester
Met him at a caviar bar out in
Dirty breaking all the old records
A hundred hoes, one shovel and some old
[?] use as a gold tester
rolls, finger waves, closet 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 double life, while she lead a double
Man, he another wife
New might help a nigga bowl better
New hoes might help a hold together
Or will the new lead em' to the same pen
And the strike in em' to the same tin

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

Getting slammed the protest, no food
Force fed him like OB a nose tube
say consult the yogi with the gold shoes
With the Rollie going bowling for the old
I need for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the
Three and a cot, and some cops
to find dinosaurs in the Bible
It's all quiet in the
Then ride in to find the empty cells out
They was looking for the swords, they was for the swords
I'm looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
Looking in the library, at the law
10 deep, now I'm looking at the bar
Claim sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the
They degenerate, they ain't looking at the
They just looking at the scores, be putting on my books
Cause I'm at the stars, trade 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 CO's got the
God got us all, God set us
God is the key, but the got the doors

Love is looking over 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, at some killer
Might him in the ass
Staff rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, the shank around on a mop string
They had to pull him out the cell with a Team
That's a cop team, they hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
Man, he that he'd fly away, like a kite, take flight
Like a letter on a string, like on a wing
But can't find the key
They made electric chairs for his dying
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Death Row like Suge and the Pac
he could dig a tunnel out of A Block
And gloves for the razor-wired gate top
Scared thugs going crazy in a box
Looking at the through the TV
And they gone, rapping over from the tabletops
Ay! how it is in a police state
When your is just a number and release date
When you're rehabilitated so
And let's hope that's how you're when you're set free

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

They sell souls
sell they selves
They twelve, they old
old as hell
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 should be in cuffs us, you should get strike 2
You should get life, you should get like woo!
You should get that twice! You get refused
The road, that's no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that folks can hold

You better watch niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I 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)
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 niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast guard 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
Lived in a small town, his whole
left like [?]
Either working at the prison, or it's no
In the system working with the
In the stripping niggas for rights
Got a malice, on the other of the bars
niggas get smart, watching niggas get strong
Watching get home, he jealous
But deep he jealous
With each sweep down, he us
With peep down, he help us
Wrong one gon' knock his ass out
It's why he lock all the niggas out for
Warden the boy he better calm down
back from the brink and put the bomb down
But how the whole world in your sound?
It's why they treat niggas like
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on knees cause these niggas might snap![?]

You better these niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would unlock these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and away the key
I'd throw the key like the coast guard watching me
(I'd throw 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 away the key
I'd throw the key like the coast guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)

You better these niggas (en garde)