Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan make a mess
Damnation, play hands and spades
without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a out
From the "welcome home" to the out
Reach into a rabbit, a trick out
preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times for [?] time
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
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 suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing double life, while she a double life
Man, he another wife
New approach might help a nigga bowl
New hoes might help a hold together
Or will the new lane 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 be collected when I call God damn
I wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

Getting slammed the protest, no food
fed him like OB with a nose tube
Visions say the yogi with the gold shoes
the Rollie going bowling for the old school
I need more for the
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the
Three hots and a cot, and some
Trying to find dinosaurs in the
It's all in the jail-house
they ride in to find the empty cells out
They was looking for the swords, was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the
Looking in the library, at the law
10 deep, now I'm looking at the bar
Claim sovereignty, I'm bunkin' with the morons
They degenerate, they ain't looking at the
just looking at the scores, they be putting on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a for some crank
Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the
AV got the kitchen on PC
on a mission, but CO's 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 is habitually accelerating terror
[?] I just be collected when I call God damn
I don't wanna be not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

on the glass, stare at some killer
Might him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em with it
Wicked, swung the around on a mop string
They had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT
That's a cop team, they sent hella cops, to stop, the
Man, he thought that he'd fly away, a kite, take flight
a letter on a string, like propellers on a wing
But they find the key
They made chairs for his dying days
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Death Row Suge and the late Pac
Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of A
And gloves for the razor-wired gate top
Scared thugs crazy in a caged box
at the world through the TV
And they gone, rapping over beats the tabletops
Ay! That's how it is in a police
When life is just a number and release date
When you're rehabilitated so
And let's hope that's how living when you're set free

Love is looking over errors
And hate is habitually terror
[?] I just wanna be collected 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 ain't twelve, old
Niggas old as
Old as jail, old as
Sold so much salt, ain't no salt on the shelves
You a prisoner too, you living too
You just like us, til' shift get through
You could look us, you know shit get through
You be in cuffs like us, you should get strike 2
You should get like life, you should get woo!
You should get that twice! You should get
The road, that's 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 never these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)
You better watch these (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 away the key like the coast guard watching me
(I'd throw the keys)

Better watch niggas (en garde)

5th with the DOC
You can see CO see
opt his COP
3 and a C-O-T
Lived in a small town, his life
Never left [?]
Either working at the prison, or no lights
In the system with the pol-ice
In the prison niggas for rights
Got a malice, on the other of the bars
Watching get smart, watching niggas get strong
Watching get home, he jealous
But down he jealous
With each sweep down, he us
With each down, he help us
Wrong one gon' his ass out though
It's why he lock all the niggas out for
Warden told the boy he calm down
Step back from the and put the bomb down
But how the world in your palm sound?
It's why they treat niggas shit
raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause these niggas might snap![?]

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

You better these niggas (en garde)