Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan make a mess
Damnation, let's play hands and
That's without, a and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a out
From the "welcome home" to the out
Reach a rabbit, pull a trick out
Preacher to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times 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 bar out in Odessa
Dirty 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 suit for some cold
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing double life, while she lead a life
Man, he need wife
New approach might help a bowl better
New hoes might help a nigga hold
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 terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God
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 the yogi with the gold shoes
With the Rollie going for the old school
I more for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a for the rifles
hots and a cot, and some cops
Trying to find dinosaurs in the
It's all quiet in the
Then they ride in to find the empty out
was looking for the swords, they was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm 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
degenerate, they ain't 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 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 guards got the

Love is looking various errors
And is habitually accelerating 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,

on the glass, stare at some killer
Might him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't take away the visits
Segregate niggas by 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, a kite, take flight
Like a letter on a string, like propellers on a
But can't find the key
They made electric chairs for his dying
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Death Row like Suge and the Pac
Maybe he dig a tunnel out of A Block
And wear gloves for the gate top
Scared thugs going in a caged box
Looking at the through the TV
And gone, rapping over beats from the tabletops
Ay! That's how it is in a police
When your life is just a number and release
you're rehabilitated so correctly
And let's hope how you're living when you're set free

Love is looking over errors
And hate is 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 sell they
sell they selves
They twelve, they old
Niggas old as
Old as jail, old as
so much salt, ain't no more salt on the shelves
You a too, you living here too
You just like us, your shift get through
You could like us, you know shit 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 twice! You should get refused
The road, that's no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, own remote control, that your folks can hold

You watch these niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock 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 throw the keys)
You better watch niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me
(I'd away 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 it's no
In the system working with the
In the prison niggas for rights
Got a malice, on the side of the bars
Watching niggas get smart, niggas get strong
niggas get home, he jealous
But deep he jealous
With each down, he tell us
With peep down, he help us
Wrong one gon' his ass out though
It's why he lock all the niggas out for
told the boy he better calm down
Step back from the brink and put the bomb
But how the world in your palm sound?
why they treat niggas like shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause these might snap![?]

You better watch these (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 watching me
(I'd away the keys)
You better watch these (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock niggas
rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast guard me
(I'd away the keys)

You better these niggas (en garde)