Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan make a mess
Damnation, play 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
Preacher preaching to a faggot his dick out
Hard times call for [?]
Sick, sick, sick from the nose pressure
snip, zip ties on the protesters
Six in the fry of a molester
Met him at a bar out in Odessa
needles breaking all the old records
A hundred hoes, one shovel and old treasure
[?] use thief as a tester
Finger rolls, waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for cold weather
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing double life, while she a double life
Man, he need wife
New approach help a nigga bowl better
New hoes might help a nigga together
Or will the new lead em' to the same pen
And the strike in em' to the same tin

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

Getting from the protest, no food
Force fed him like OB a nose tube
Visions say consult the yogi the gold shoes
With the Rollie bowling for the old school
I more for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the
Three hots and a cot, and some
Trying to find in the Bible
all quiet in the jail-house
Then they ride in to find the empty out
They was looking for the swords, they was for the swords
I'm just at they feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
Looking in the library, at the law
10 years deep, now I'm at the bar
sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the morons
They degenerate, they ain't at the game
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 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

Love is over various errors
And hate is habitually terror
[?] I wanna be collected when I call God damn
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 getting rigid, wasn't gonna take the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the around on a mop string
had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT Team
That's a cop team, they hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
Man, he thought he'd fly away, like a kite, take flight
a letter on a string, like propellers on a wing
But can't find the key
They made electric chairs for his dying
meals, no appeals for him to try and stay
On Death Row Suge and the late Pac
he could dig a tunnel out of A Block
And gloves for the razor-wired gate top
thugs going crazy in a caged box
Looking at the world the TV
And they gone, rapping over beats from the
Ay! how it is in a police state
When your life is a number and release date
When you're rehabilitated so
And let's hope that's how you're living when you're set

Love is looking over 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,

They sell they
sell they selves
They ain't twelve, old
old as hell
Old as jail, old as
Sold so much salt, ain't no more on the shelves
You a prisoner too, you here too
You like us, til' your shift get through
You could look like us, you know get through
You should be in like us, you should get strike 2
You get like life, you should get like woo!
You should get that twice! You should get
The open road, no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, your own control, that your folks can hold

You better watch niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would unlock these niggas
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 throw the keys)
You watch these 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 the coast guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)

Better watch niggas (en garde)

5th with the DOC
You can see CO see
opt his COP
3 hots and a
Lived in a town, his whole life
Never like [?]
working at the prison, or it's no lights
In the system with the pol-ice
In the prison stripping niggas for
Got a malice, on the side of the bars
Watching niggas get smart, niggas get strong
niggas get home, he jealous
But deep down he
With sweep down, he tell us
With each peep down, he us
Wrong one gon' knock his ass out
It's why he lock all the niggas out for
Warden told the boy he better calm
Step back the brink and put the bomb down
But how the whole world in palm sound?
It's why they treat like shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees these niggas might snap![?]

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

You better these niggas (en garde)