Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid make a mess made
Damnation, let's play and spades
That's without, a and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in 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
times call for [?] time
Sick, sick, sick eyes from the pressure
Police snip, zip on the protesters
Six in the fry of a molester
Met him at a caviar bar out in
Dirty breaking all the old records
A hundred hoes, one and some old treasure
[?] use thief as a gold
Finger rolls, waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some weather
New sale, two L's and some old
Now he doing life, while she lead a double life
Man, he another wife
New approach might help a nigga better
New hoes help a nigga hold together
Or the new lane lead em' to the same pen
And the hunger in em' to the same tin

Love is looking over various
And hate is accelerating terror
[?] I just wanna be collected 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 like OB with a nose
say consult the yogi with the gold shoes
With the Rollie going bowling for the old
I need for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the
hots and a cot, and some cops
Trying to find in the Bible
It's all in the jail-house
Then they ride in to the empty cells out
was looking 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 deep, now I'm looking at the bar
sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the morons
They degenerate, ain't looking at the game
They just looking at the scores, be putting on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a shank for crank
Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the
AV got the kitchen on PC
Eminem on a mission, but got the prison
God got us all, God set us
God is the key, but the guards got the

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,

Punching on the glass, at some killer
fuck him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, gonna take away the visits
niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, the shank around on a mop string
had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT Team
That's a cop team, they sent hella cops, to stop, the
Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, take
Like a letter on a string, propellers on a wing
But can't find the key
made electric chairs for his dying days
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Death Row like and the late Pac
he could dig a tunnel out of A Block
And wear gloves for the gate top
Scared thugs going in a caged box
at the world through 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 hope that's how you're living when set free

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

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

You better watch niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock 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 away the keys)
You watch these niggas (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 year the DOC
You can see CO see
opt his COP
3 and a C-O-T
in a small town, his whole life
Never left [?]
Either working at the prison, or no lights
In the system working with the
In the prison 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 down he
With each down, he tell us
With peep down, he help us
Wrong one gon' knock his ass out
It's why he gotta lock all the out for
Warden told the boy he calm down
Step back from the brink and put the down
But how the whole world in your palm
It's why they treat like shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your cause 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 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)
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 guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)

You watch these niggas (en garde)