Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and
That's without, a and a sit-out
pick in with a fist out
From the "welcome home" to the out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a out
Preacher to a faggot with his dick out
Hard call for [?] time
Sick, sick, sick eyes the nose 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 hoes, one shovel and some old treasure
[?] use thief as a tester
Finger rolls, finger waves, closet full of old
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some weather
New sale, two L's and old letters
Now he doing double life, she lead a double life
Man, he need another
New might help a nigga bowl better
New hoes might help a nigga hold
Or will the new lane lead em' to the pen
And the strike in em' to the same tin

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

Getting slammed from the protest, no
Force fed him like OB with a tube
Visions say consult the yogi with the gold
With the Rollie going for the old school
I need more for the
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the
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 cells out
They was looking for the swords, was looking for the swords
I'm looking at they 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' the morons
They degenerate, they ain't looking at the
They just looking at the scores, be putting on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a shank for some
Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the
AV got the snitches 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

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

Punching on the glass, stare at killer
fuck him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna away the visits
Segregate niggas by and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank on a mop string
They had to pull him out the with a SWAT Team
a cop team, they sent hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
Man, he thought that fly away, like a kite, take flight
Like a letter on a string, like propellers on a
But they 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
Maybe he could dig a out of A Block
And wear for the razor-wired 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 number and release
When you're rehabilitated so
And hope that's how you're living when you're set free

Love is looking over various
And hate is accelerating terror
[?] I wanna be collected 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 selves
They ain't twelve, old
old as hell
Old as jail, old as
so much salt, ain't no more salt on the shelves
You a prisoner too, you here too
You just like us, til' your get through
You could look like us, you shit get through
You should be in cuffs like us, you 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
your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your folks can hold

You watch these niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would unlock these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I just box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)
You better these 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)

Better these niggas (en garde)

5th with the DOC
You can see CO see
opt his COP
3 hots and a
Lived in a town, his whole life
left like [?]
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 side of the
Watching niggas get smart, watching get strong
Watching niggas get home, he
But deep down he
With each sweep down, he us
With peep down, he help us
Wrong one gon' his ass out though
It's why he gotta lock all the out for
Warden told the boy he better down
Step back from the and put the bomb down
But how the whole in your palm sound?
It's why they treat like shit
Writing to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause 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 just box these niggas and throw the key
I'd throw the key like 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 unlock niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these and throw away the key
I'd away the key like the coast guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)

You better watch these (en garde)