Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and
That's without, a and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a out
the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, a trick out
Preacher preaching to a with his dick out
times call for [?] time
Sick, sick, sick from the nose pressure
Police snip, zip ties on the
Six wives in the fry of a
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 gold
rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing double life, while she lead a life
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 hunger strike in em' to the tin

Love is looking various errors
And is habitually accelerating terror
[?] I just wanna be when I call God damn
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 with a nose
Visions say consult the yogi with the shoes
With the Rollie going bowling for the old
I more for the Michaels
That's a for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three hots and a cot, and some
Trying to find in the Bible
It's all in the jail-house
Then they in to find the empty cells out
They was looking for the swords, was looking for the swords
I'm looking 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
Claim sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' the morons
They degenerate, they looking at the game
They just at the scores, they be putting on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a shank for some
Now I'm at a war, BGF got the yard
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 looking over various
And hate is 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,

Punching on the glass, at some killer
fuck him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank 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 that he'd fly away, like a kite, take
Like a on a string, like propellers on a wing
But they find the key
They made electric for his dying days
meals, no appeals for him to try and stay
On Death Row like and the late Pac
he could dig a tunnel out of A Block
And wear for the razor-wired gate top
thugs going crazy in a caged box
Looking at the world the TV
And they gone, over beats from the tabletops
Ay! That's how it is in a state
When your life is just a and release date
When you're so correctly
And let's that's how you're living when you're set free

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

They sell souls
They they selves
They twelve, they old
Niggas old as
Old as jail, old as
Sold so much salt, ain't no salt on the shelves
You a too, you living here too
You just like us, til' your get through
You could look like us, you know get through
You should be in cuffs like us, you 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 remote control, that your can hold

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

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
Never left [?]
Either at the prison, or it's no lights
In the system working the pol-ice
In the prison stripping for rights
Got a malice, on the other of the bars
Watching niggas get smart, watching niggas get
Watching get home, he jealous
But deep he jealous
each sweep down, he tell us
With each peep down, he us
one gon' knock his ass out though
It's why he gotta lock all the out for
Warden the boy he better calm down
Step back from the brink and put the bomb
But how the whole in your palm sound?
It's why they treat niggas shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause these niggas snap![?]

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

You better these niggas (en garde)