Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid make a mess made
Damnation, play hands and spades
without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black in with a fist out
the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, a trick out
Preacher to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times call for [?]
Sick, sick, sick eyes from the pressure
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 and some old treasure
[?] use thief as a gold
rolls, finger 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 might help a nigga bowl
New hoes might a nigga hold together
Or will the new lane lead em' to the pen
And the hunger strike in em' to the tin

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

Getting from the protest, no food
Force fed him OB with a nose tube
say consult the yogi with the gold shoes
With the going bowling for the old school
I need for the Michaels
That's a for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three hots and a cot, and cops
Trying to find in the Bible
It's all quiet in the
Then they ride in to find the empty out
They was looking for the swords, they was for the swords
I'm just looking at feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
in the library, looking at the law
10 years deep, now I'm at the bar
Claim sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the
They degenerate, ain't looking at the game
They just looking at the scores, they be putting on my
Cause I'm at the stars, trade a shank for some crank
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

is looking over various errors
And is habitually 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, stare at killer
Might him in the ass
Staff rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em with it
Wicked, swung the shank around on a mop
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 thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, flight
Like a on a string, like propellers on a wing
But they can't the key
They made chairs for his dying days
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Death Row like Suge and the Pac
Maybe he could dig a out of A Block
And wear gloves for the gate top
Scared thugs going in a caged box
Looking at the world the TV
And they gone, rapping over beats from the
Ay! That's how it is in a state
When life is just a number and release date
When you're so correctly
And hope that's how you're living when you're set free

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

They sell they
They sell they
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 too, you living here too
You just like us, til' shift get through
You could look like us, you know shit get
You be in cuffs like us, you should get strike 2
You should get like life, you should get woo!
You should get twice! You should get refused
The open road, that's no parole, and no
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 and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast guard me
(I'd throw the keys)
You better watch these (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would unlock these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the 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 and a C-O-T
Lived in a town, his whole life
Never left [?]
working 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 side of the bars
Watching niggas get smart, niggas get strong
Watching niggas get home, he
But deep down he
With sweep down, he tell us
With each peep down, he us
one gon' knock his ass out though
It's why he gotta all the niggas out for
Warden told the boy he better calm
Step back from the brink and put the bomb
But how the world in your palm sound?
It's why they niggas 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 unlock niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast guard 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 just 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 watch niggas (en garde)