Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan make a made
Damnation, let's play 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 a rabbit, pull a trick out
preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times for [?] time
Sick, sick, sick eyes from the nose
snip, zip ties on the protesters
Six wives in the fry of a
Met him at a bar out in Odessa
Dirty needles all the old records
A hundred hoes, one shovel and some old
[?] use thief as a tester
Finger rolls, finger waves, closet of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing double life, she lead a double life
Man, he need another
New approach might help a nigga better
New hoes might a nigga hold together
Or the new lane lead em' to the same pen
And the hunger strike in em' to the tin

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

Getting slammed from the protest, no
fed him like OB with a nose tube
Visions say consult the yogi the gold shoes
With the Rollie going for the old school
I need for the Michaels
a loss for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three hots and a cot, and cops
Trying to find in the Bible
all quiet in the jail-house
Then they ride in to the empty cells out
They was for the swords, they was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, 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 looking at the
They just looking at the scores, they be on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, a shank for some crank
Now I'm at a war, BGF got the yard
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 various
And hate is habitually accelerating
[?] I wanna be collected when I call God damn
I wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

Punching on the glass, stare at killer
Might him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take the visits
Segregate niggas by and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the around on a mop string
They had to him out the cell with a SWAT 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 they can't the key
made electric chairs for his dying days
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Row like Suge and the late Pac
Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of A
And wear for the razor-wired gate top
Scared thugs crazy in a caged box
Looking at the through the TV
And they gone, rapping over beats from the
Ay! how it is in a police state
When your life is just a number and date
When rehabilitated so correctly
And let's hope that's how living when you're set free

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

sell they souls
They they selves
They ain't twelve, old
Niggas old as
Old as jail, old as
Sold so 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 us, you know shit get through
You should be in like us, you should get strike 2
You should get like life, you get like woo!
You should get twice! You should get refused
The road, that's no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your folks can

You better these 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 throw away the key the coast guard watching 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 niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me
(I'd away the keys)

Better watch these (en garde)

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

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